Two compartments, and a very taught zipper due to the sewn-in divider. Finish work is quite rough, the small angles make it not a simple task towards the end.
I think it will work anyway.
Tired now. No more paper writing.
I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
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