December 2011
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Chapter 5, The Hemulen
The hemulen woke up slowly and recognised himself and wished he had been someone he didn’t know. He felt even tireder than when he went to bed, and here it was — another day which would go on until evening and then there would be another one and another one which would be the same as all days are when they are lived by a hemulen. He crept under the bedcover and buried his nose...
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“I’m the happiest the saddest guy in the world can be.”
– Vincent Gallo
