- Zerocalcare: We sometimes laugh a lot, but we hardly ever smile. This feeling of soft faces relaxed with this smile is strange. It's really different from how our face usually looks. Either all crumpled up because we're laughing loudly so we don't hear our monsters screaming inside us or all in tension because we're eating our cocks we're this close to making a bang. Instead, we practically never stay calm and serene.
- Zerocalcare: The solution is only collective, either they all screw up or no one turns around, and instead in the end you screw up but you still can't enjoy shit because you're surrounded by rubble. And what the fucking jackal looks good in the rubble?