He had keys for doors that no longer existed and kept them anyway, sorted by the year the building came down. On Sundays he laid them out on the…
What the Locksmith Knew — Klára S.
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Klára S. · 11 comments
I'm nothing more than a balance sheet nailed to the wall. When the numbers aren't lining up, they'll call I'm a simple equation to be solved…
Space Race. — Bleak.
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Bleak. · 2 comments