When the game comes back, perhaps so, too, will this board. I've got a lot of ashes to sift through. Lots of guilt. Burnt bridges. Loss. It can't ever be the same again.
When the game comes back, perhaps so, too, will this board. I've got a lot of ashes to sift through. Lots of guilt. Burnt bridges. Loss. It can't ever be the same again.
[I]They retreated behind math, behind color, behind the active principle itself.[/I]
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