'soon this space will be too small and I'll laugh so hard that the walls cave in then I'll die three times and be born again in a little box with a golden key and a flying fish will set me free ... soon this space will be too small and I'll go outside and I'll go outside'... lhasa de sela


[sense of touch]



Graham: I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.

Crash, 2004

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