Wrong Heaven Again Het doel van de opticien a transcreation

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Wrong Heaven Again Het doel van de opticien a transcreationRyan Eckes Wrong Heaven Again, says the rabbit to the real estate. The poem wont go away. You drive the car to work for an earth of its excrement. When the boss says flexibility, the grave keeps singing. The grave keeps singing, who built this city, that city? Who speaks for you when you speak? The latest apple ad says let loose. Okay. Light is a capital blown apart. No spoilers. You write your name down on the envelope and it disappears. We discuss