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There’s something to be said for hunger: at least it lets you know you’re still alive.

Oh Snowman, oh Snowman, can we have feathers too, please?

Snowman proclaims to no one that he is alone. He wishes that he could hear another human voice-- a voice like his. Sometimes, Snowman cries out like an animal. Other times, he cries out as if he thinks he remembers an animal sounds.

Snowman was once a bird but he's forgotten how to fly and the rest of his feathers fell out, and so he is cold and he needs a second skin, and he has to wrap himself up. No: he's cold because he eats fish, and fish are cold. No: he wraps himself up because he's missing his man thing, and he doesn't want us to see. That's why he won't go swimming. Snowman has wrinkles because he once lived underwater and it wrinkled up his skin. Snowman is sad because the others like him flew away over the sea, and now he is all alone.

I'll make you mine, lovers said in old books. They never said, I'll make you me.

After everything that's happened, how can the world still be so beautiful? Because it is.

Sex is like a drink, it's bad to start brooding about it too early in the day.

'I am not my childhood,' Snowman says out loud

Snømann har rynker fordi han en gang levde under vann og fikk rynket hud. Snømann er trist fordi de andre som var som ham, fløy bort over havet, og nå er han helt alene.

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