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In this world there are traps set up to ensnare strangers, like somehow tripping and falling into a hole. Looking up at the world from 10 m below everyone else. They all look down on me, trapped in a sinkhole. They don't even have a reason to make the time to look down on me. They've got everything, the wild plains, rivers, oceans, and skies, and cities constructed to match the way their bodies are built.”
💔

“But if I were to try and make friends, is there any other way than to split myself in two? But the other half of me is still me, so what's the use in that?”

For such a short book I’m struggling to get through it because if every sentence cuts me to my core with relatability. WHEW

“By eliminating the wretched screams from death, the line between human and object blurs. As long as I am certain that they can't feel their deaths bodily, I can pop as many as 1 like into my belly and digest them. My burden decreases when I highlight the differences between me and them.”

Whew the layers in this one keep going and going. Like hello it’s all sorts of -isms explained in a handful of sentences.

“I understand their hearts, a hundred, a thousand times over. For them, life is so boring that if someone doesn't walk with ease, taking steady steps on two healthy legs of the same length, they violently overreact as if they were waiting for it. I think their bar for reactions is pretty low. They can't wait to ogle a monster. Without monsters, how would they withstand the unrelenting futility of their days?”

“make your appeal with your body. try to bring it upon yourself, try to become my prey.”

“Only beings like my self mustprovide explanation. The demanding you; the demanded of me. You are the de fault life - form. You are the c e n ter of the universe. It must be s o 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 00 0 nice.”

I live this homocidal horny little alien. 🤭

“It's thanks to my sensitivity that my body has managed to survive until now. Without it I would have been knocked flat out hundreds of times.”

WHEW again.

“My body is a filthy jerk that is constantly keeping its eyes peeled for any chance to betray me. I am certain of it. And I won't be fooled twice. Normally, it puts on a show of doing its all for me, of serving only me, but if given an inch, it'll give its owner a good bash to the head. There are a lot of times when this flesh suit is nothing more than cumbersome baggage that causes me pain.”

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