(... but the biography can only be compared to a puzzle
defective, in which some pieces are missing ...) (Zygmuny Bauman)
should not be taken too seriously.
the puzzle that we are always missing a few pieces.
We fall to pieces. We
defective.
as a mechanism that, every so often misfires.
Yet we want to work. We want
.
(We are immersed in the streets, minimum
between forests of oaks, beeches and oaks, a throttle
in curve that reaches, falls, calls.)
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