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No one knows where I came from. Not even me. Why I’m stuck. Why I entered a JG Ballard High Rise through the 27th floor window like spec ops. Or a bird. Glass flower shattered on the floo…
Roman Newell
Ema Dumitru
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Love JG Ballard. Love this piece. Epic as always.
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