koalapart

Well...In this world there are beasts who prey on quiet men. There are many who run crazily around the streets dodging cars because they are scared and confused. There are too many dangers for us to deal with. Everyone suffers terrible anxiety. We are like bees. We are like beans in a pressure cooker. In this world there are great cities without beginning or end and there is no way to leave them. The buildings are made of polystyrene and there are dead pigeons everywhere. And there are pigeons feeding on the dead pigeons. And there are teenage girls with no hair who carry knives. And there is acid rain and everything is dirty and there is nothing to read except the Ikea catalogue.