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Sohngang

Solanum_viarum_fruit

Drunk, old men watch silently as the chief minister’s motorcade rushes past everyone else, quite rudely. I watch the drunk, old men. I see into the future. I swallow a dry, bitter fruit.

Sohngang (solanum)

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