Tardive Dystopia
Night Writer
199

Goodness human!

I’m not sure if this was supposed to be separate pieces or one convoluted chunk of gold but I love it. You’re writing like a drug addict with a Douglas Adams hint. Honest, scarily honest and real (whatever that means). Thank you, Night Writer.

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