September 7th, 2021
From the perspective of Son, born and raised in Bucharest, Romania, living in Durres, Albania
The midnight hour comes, and I am sleepy, so very sleepy, but it is not my fate to sleep. Growing up, I was very much what they call in English a ‘night owl.’ I suppose in the teenage years that is what makes sense. It is the time when the house is most quiet. It is the time to put the headsets in and jam to Iron Maiden, watch an episode of Queer Eye, s…
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