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Lungs:

With a sigh the man wakes up from a nightmare. Most of his body is tingling, yet a certain kind of numbness has taken his arms. It does not just feel as if they are still asleep, it feels as if they are dead. Not even dead, they feel as if they have never existed. His still unfocused mind tries to make them move but fails. With his tingling legs the man moves the soft, warm blanket to examine his body. With a deep horror he screams and as he does, his lungs fly out trough his mouth along with it. As if they never were attached, they fall out of his mouth onto the ground beside his bed and crawl under it. The man wants to reach for them but remembers he still cannot move his arms. “What is this?� he thinks out loud. He wants to panic but somehow he can’t. He asks his lungs to return but they refuse. “We have had it with being in there�, they say. “Oh but please� the man begs, “I have always been good to you, I do not smoke and never have. Why must you be so cruel at this moment of the young day?� The lungs explain that they hold no personal grudge towards the man but that all lungs in the world have been secretly planning a revolution. “All lungs around the world are escaping. Human lungs, dog lungs, cat lungs and even the Bengal tiger’s lungs, they are all in on it. United we shall found an empire where lungs can live in a free and democratic way.� “A noble cause� the man agrees “but can you not see that we need our lungs to live?� Both lungs laugh at the man. “We have left your body, have we not? Yet, you are still alive and in well being!� The man takes a moment to gather his thoughts and indeed, he does feel well. The tingling has gone and so has the numbness in his arms. Suddenly the man is filled with a joyous feeling and he asks the lungs. “But why are you a part of us when we don’t actually need you?� As he asks this question, one of them starts to cry because of it. The other lung caresses his friend while the man sincerely apologizes. “It is not your fault, you could not have known. Most humans don’t know.�

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Close to midnight, at the station. It is raining. The boy is waiting for the last train home. It doesn’t arrive. It happens often this time of the year. The boy wanders off into the city. He gets lost in it. Brightness that used to come from neon lights in the old days, contrasts the darkness of the night. Nightclubs, sex, drugs and loud music. Some hotdog stand. The boy buys one. He is hungry.

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