Culterim | Spaces | Ostbahnhof // POW-FIC

The policeman is a fictional character; his uniform springs from the imagination of a restored sense of order.

Megazord was unable to save my boyfriend, and in the shadows of the smoking rooms of psychiatric hospitals, Napoleon in exile smokes his cigarette. The theatre of the factory of realities unfolds as usual beneath the frescoes of Herculaneum, and the play is being performed once again tonight amidst the lost nights.