i wish i was like the other children
but i was sent off to the industrial landscape
i wish i was able to socialize with my generation
but i only got to know the grown-ups in the dim factories
i wish i was given a proper education
but i was only given an education on how to operate a sewing...
it's me.
assens, denmark. min hjem.
23rd december, 1997; the day i started existing, right here. it's sort of weird that unlike most people, i don't actually remember much about my birthplace or early childhood. even though i partially grew up in denmark, i actually barely ended up speaking...
Heavy thuds echo throughout the barren nexus walls, hassling along your heavy gear; A heavily modified kevlar vest stolen from a cop and a multitude of advanced weaponry is slung over your bag. As you make your way down the functional elevator, you find yourself shrouded in the endless maze of...
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