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15 feb 2020, Omotesando

Espresso Macchiato



There is no safety in numbers. We can keep count of each other, over and over, keeping tabs,

We'll still end up outnumbered. We can keep measuring the years between us, keeping track of every wastage,

We'll still run out of time.


We can add weight to our disappointment, keeping still in face of loss,

It'll still be a negative number. You can't win in this type of math. Not even when the numbers add up.