people themselves are full of tunnels: winding, dark spaces and caverns; impossible to know all the places inside of them. Impossible even to imagine.

“That’s when you realize the most of it—life, the relentless mechanism of existi…”

“Time becomes a stutter-the space between drumbeats, splintered into fragments, …”

“This is not what I wantef. This is not why I came to the Wilds, why Alex wanted…”

“Instantáneas, momentos, meros segundos: tan frágiles y bellos y desesperados co…”