Sublime

The expression spoke itself clearly in my mind and, together with Didier’s mannerism, the words put me back in a prison cell. I could smell the cheap disinfectant, hear the metal hiss of the keys, and feel the sweating stone under my fingertips.

stark.

sanguine

incandescence

indolent

defiled

they looked like surveillance photos of themselves,

Basel,

Benelli M1