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The Concrete Road
Landscape shifts, unmodernised desires.
This is a story comprising three avatars of myself talking to and interviewing each other, reflecting on memories and weaving a path on coming of age.
Sticky childhood memory which never fades. Loosely fitted gender/racial identity struts in juvenile cravings. Self-loathing, negation of the past, and his frowning parents.
The tyranny of modernism leaves a leaky path for the protagonist to escape and slobber in a dream of wet summer night.
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