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I am nothing and no one. There is no self. I think the entire concept of identity is stupid, especially in the context of consumerist societies where identity is created, reinforced and consolidated through products, labels, commercialized "counter-culture" and other evils of the universe. If I were to describe myself I would say I am: a thread in the fabric of my lover's clothes, an organ in my mother's body, an empty house, an unfinished letter, a hymn, spilled blood.