
I have a dream, boys. Thieves with lightbulbs up their asses. Empty shoe boxes. Hurt people, still hopeful...
I tried to start from my comrade’s dreams… and the story ended up here.

I tried to start from my comrade’s dreams… and the story ended up here.

Sometimes I really feel like losing my mind.

Sometimes I really feel like losing my mind.

As a kid I always dreamed of flying. Every time: a new place, a new scenario.

As a kid I always dreamed of flying. Every time: a new place, a new scenario.

Until I got out of there, I fought wars even in my sleep. Damn you, city of mine.

Until I got out of there, I fought wars even in my sleep. Damn you, city of mine.
