So this is next


Let's see if this can happen again.

Life is strange right now. It's the part of the movie where the heroine strolls down the poorly lit street in the cold/rain/scary dark, and we are all waiting for something important to happen. But it doesn't happen. Not then, at least. It's only a walk. A walk to somewhere unimportant. A kitschy apartment, a bookstore, the market. She goes to bed, she has a cup of coffee, she buys a tomato.

The narrative equivalent of a teetering display of cans of green beans has been laid out before us, but no one has ventured to pull a can from the bottom of the stack. Not just yet.

For a moment the tower stands, undisturbed.


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