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"I let myself be strung along; life develops without overwhelming me, it squeezes into every minute it implodes; I hold it in my hands. I can give anything up, because nothing is essential when you refuse to imprisor life in a narrative."

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"I'd gone through life fixated on an intangible conviction, tied down by the handful of things that kept me from becoming penniless, an outcast. I needed to face the emptiness, an emptiness I had dreamed of so often I'd turned it into a mast, a center of gravity to hold onto when life fell to pieces around me. I'd come from nothing, polluted, and yearned for windswept lands."

"(...) when some part of it still speaks of its place ín the world, its point of origin, the zone of exclusion that all creatures need in order to thrive. Water, earth, lungs. The perfect conditions for silence."

"I'd dug into the island with my nails and learned that the pulp of your fingers can harden, that the heart governs the body and shapes it according to its highest mandate: the will."