October 11, 2017

“There was something in the house. I did not think it was the man, I did not think it was me. But perhaps it was. Perhaps we lingered in the hallways as if we did not belong. We occupied those spaces that were meant to be shut away from us. When one did not belong, one did not necessarily feel such a way. When one did not belong, one sometimes thought: No, this is wrong…”

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