What are you listening to right now?

That’s why I chose something in between. It’s easy to imagine a person walking through the dirty, white ruins, where countless flakes of radioactive ash fall, carried by a gentle breeze that reminds one of a summer breeze, towards the light on the horizon, towards something that shines slightly to the side of the sun, much brighter and more attractive than it. And that could very well be the shockwave from one of the atomic cassettes that didn’t detonate directly at the moment of explosion, but that’s not important anymore.