this too is cikulum kintil

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isn’t that strange? you can love a city or a person but they’re never stagnant from one day to the next. as i read somewhere, “you’ll never find the same person twice, not even in the same person.” time passes and things morph: we strain ourselves through the sieve of daily life. paperwork, target runs, haircuts, getting coffee and dinners with old friends on chilly nights, blurry and warmed indoors.