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Delirium

Trust me, I am a liar

Most of us know this from our family and social lives – one lie begets ten more and on and on, yet, the multiplication of lying is dependent on the person you are talking to having the capacity to hold-on to the matter of your conversation.
Trust me, I am a liar

Two old men

Stan, Not his real name And Len, Not his real name either, Meet in an unintelligible environment, Clinical, yet, homely, Hotel? Hostel? Hospital? It is all a fog, Stan, because […]
Two old men