Skullcollector Winston Salem, North Carolina
“I was alive. But I was alive without a memory, without a name; I was cut off from hope as well as from remorse or regret. I
had no past and would probably have no future; I was buried alive in a void which was the wound that had been dealt me. I was like the wound itself.” ― Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
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