notices on a pipe, jolfa

For you do know that madness isn’t murdering a couple of people, or being tortured in your cell. It is living and working in the same office for thirty years, in a desperate attempt to save for those 600 square feet for the wife and kids. It is being in that rut, in this heat and dust and sweat and efforts in futility.
A Day in the Life of. For Arathi, 2001

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