
Texture, color, flavor, ingredient, crunchy or soft, thousand leaves or creamy; Whatever it is, what matters is that there is. Because when everything is closed, one does not sleep, or if he does not rest. He dreams of going the next day for more and it is the body that sends itself alone, but it hurts and gets sick. Less bad is only a loaf at night... Accompany the vicious crumbmaker in this short film, of hallucinations and tremors.
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