My mind became increasingly disengaged…

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My mind became increasingly disengaged with preoccupation about my impending fate as he drawled on with affected sincerity about the merits of our friendship and his hollow promises of moral support during the trial. My reality: a justice system is only as good as the most flawed and imperfect people who participate in it; from the outset it seems, what we ideally apotheosize as a well-oiled machine capable of moral equity is often in reality just a scabrous, unpredictable, illogical phantom of civility.

Art: “I bevitori di assenzio”
Edvard Munch