The escalators down to the subway lead the shadows ambiguously home. In the absence of other gods, we eagerly greet the chill draught from the trains.

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In Poems Around Zero Karl Vennberg wrote: "Someone, perhaps you, seems to be taking a rest,/ though in great unrest," and then "Someone, perhaps myself, raises an arm/ as against a delayed attack", and elsewhere: "For a moment to stand there outside/ and avoid recognizing oneself!"

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We played soccer on a little piece of land, used an empty water bottle and a jacket as goal. I thought of all the years that had gone. When darkness came, we continued for another hour.

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The two boys shivering in the rain will soon themselves turn into rain.

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One no longer sees oneself as a child in one's childhood.