Paris, Texas extract Photography by Mark M. Whelan 2008

Can I tell you something?

And for the first time, he wished he were far away. Lost in a deep, vast country where nobody knew him. Somewhere without language or streets. And he dreamed about this place without knowing its name. And when he woke up, he was on fire. There were blue flames burning the sheets of his bed. He ran through the flames towards the only two people he loved. But they were gone. His arms were burning. And he threw himself outside, and rolled on the wet ground. Then he ran. He never looked back at the fire. He just ran. He ran until the sun came up, ten he couldn’t run any further. And when the sun went down, he ran again. For five days he ran like this … until every sign of man … had disappeared.

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