HELLO I INVITE TO LIGHT THIS BONFIRE. FOR THE TRANSFORMATION OF OUR BODIES. FOR THE DECOLONIZATION OF OUR NAMES. FOR THE STORIES OF THE COMMUNITIES WE BUILD. THIS WAY THE CITY IS MORE BEAUTIFUL, FROM HERE YOU CAN SEE ALL THE LIGHTS AND ALL THE SHADOWS.
OUR BODIES. TERRITORIES CHAOTICALLY READY TO DRINK FROM THE BLOOD THAT FALLS FROM THE WOUND. IT'S OKAY TO GIVE MYSELF TO ENJOY THE THONG AND THE BOXER SHORTS. TO CROSS-DRESS MY DREAMS. TOUCH MY DESIRES. THERE IS NO SUCH VOID, IT IS FILLED WITH OUR CRITERIA (...).
DREAM OF TORNADOES. DREAM OF FIRE. DREAM OF A JUICY WORLD FOR OUR MYSTERIES. I'LL GIVE YOU A CAN OF BEER IN THE SQUARE ON SUNDAY AT SEVEN O'CLOCK IN THE EVENING, PLEASE DON'T MISS IT. RED DEVIL'S TAIL FLICKERING ON THE TIP OF MY TONGUE. I SLIP INTO THE WET DREAMS OF OUR MEMORY.