Trafika Europe 3 - Latvian Sojourn

bricks. one more kick but then you stop because you are in pain.

Wait a bit until it goes. The whole arm going in. Opened. It wasn’t hard. Like that. Then the mind stops for a little stops

He stops, wonders

I remember the last time. I left after that. After some time I thought I heard something. After that Him. Every now and then He would come, behind me all of a sudden. Telling me go. She is there. Waiting for you. I would turn my head. Nothing. Then again. Then every so often, many times it would not stop at all. I wouldn’t believe it. Then it was starting again. Like a needle inside my ear

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