The Canister that Killed Mustafa Hit me as well I am staring. For a moment, the whole world disappears. I disappear, disconnected, aloof, absent minded and feeling. This moment may last long minutes, even hours. I keep craving sleep, sleep all the time. Sleep and never wake up. Every time I wake up I ask…
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