Brazilian bitches at the side of the road, skinny men who sell high quality cheap drugs. People smell of dust, people smell of bones. Welcome to another day, welcome to another show. Close your mouth and try to open your eyes. Kings and pawns unable to cope with dull creatures. Cooping up our souls won’t help us seeing beyond this dazzling darkness, this desert that we keep inside ourselves. Benumbed, befouled, betrayed, belied.