My EX Teddy /// My old toy/boy

Allegory. Everything is allegory. If you look at the world through a touch of irony. This is how you go to or from work. The bars are just waking up. And you're already tired. You go and see an endless line of cute bears. So fluffy and funny from afar. One says hello, the farthest in the row, losing his balance without support. And up close, you notice signs of the times and a slight scuff on the ears of every teddy animal... the guys are tired. Just like in real life. A series of novels, sometimes many, sometimes fleeting and swift, sometimes dreary and devastating. But for some reason you remember everyone, well, almost everyone.

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