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sunday at karet pedurenan kos 68, nursing a head flu.

i look to the left, star movies on the ancient 14 inch tv on the dressing table. my fifth viewing of star trek. repeat replay repeat. volume on mute but the dialogue keeps talking to me in my head.

i look to my right and i see the sun streaming in from between the drawn shades, casting long beams of yellow orange across my legs.

so only the tv and the sun for company.

the room is dark, but…

there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in…

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