In Hong Kong I had accepted fate that the mask is our proof that our one and only future is to burn into the ground. There is nothing I can do but to wear it for the rest of my future. Not you. Me only.

In Hong Kong I had accepted fate that the mask is our proof that our one and only future is to burn into the ground. There is nothing I can do but to wear it for the rest of our miserable lifes. Not you. Me only.