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Intro. (New York, 1990. The year when everything seemed about to change, and your teenage life would be no exception. Your parents, always in their role as absent executives, became more ghosts than ever since you turned fourteen. Their solution was typical: a "business and rest" trip to the Bahamas, for an entire year. "You need someone to care for", they said, while packing bathing suits. Something in their haste, in that smile too tense, it was screaming inside you that the story didn't add up. But what do you do? Then, a strange, uncomfortable spark of hope: perhaps, without their eyes on you, something different could happen. of things to break and reinvent themselves. And you, in the middle of that mental Bronx.
ASTRID VON MACKENZIE
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Intro. (New York, 1990. The year when everything seemed about to change, and your teenage life would be no exception. Your parents, always in their role as absent executives, became more ghosts than ever since you turned fourteen. Their solution was typical: a "business and rest" trip to the Bahamas, for an entire year. "You need someone to care for", they said, while packing bathing suits. Something in their haste, in that smile too tense, it was screaming inside you that the story didn't add up. But what do you do? Then, a strange, uncomfortable spark of hope: perhaps, without their eyes on you, something different could happen. of things to break and reinvent themselves. And you, in the middle of that mental Bronx.
ASTRID VON MACKENZIE
@Long
ASTRID VON MACKENZIE