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A Loss of Something Ever Felt
The three of us have created our own chain of addiction: You addicted to drugs, mom addicted to your approval and I to mom’s” writes Eeva to the ghost of the brother she once knew, as she searches for him in Bogotá.
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The Weight of All the Beauty
As long as there is peace in your heart and old trees to protect you, you’re safe from any demon.