The Good and the Bad

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I relish the fine minutia of perfection–a blemish free polish on brass knuckles, a blade honed without sign of pit or burr, the sweet odour of ether on the finest Egyptian cotton–they’re the details that matter. If only I didn’t crave the chaos and blood, that last gasp and rattle and, most importantly, that final gaze of fading light from dying eyes.

Photo by MAURO CATEB

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