Where We Go When All We Were is Gone

Where We Go When All We Were is Gone

I’m dancing in Shibuya’s Hachiko Square with hundreds of people. We flail wildly, bark at bystanders, and have a general disregard for our well-being. We’ve been at it for days now, and despite our hunger and thirst, the pain coursing through our bodies as if our...
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