ii.
She feels like playing monopoly, so we take the board out and take up our roles. We have infinite money and our own rules, until tremors shake our plastic houses and steal the colour. Earthquakes shook our plastic lives. Rainbows in greyscale. Eight hundred.
[i'm staring in the mirror, looking back at the person i hate.]
Yep, that's our city right now.
More photos
here and
here, my weekend story and details
here.
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