Cannibal
In that story, you wrote… what was it, that was or would be interesting, crucial for you and only? To hell with the subject, framework and the rest of it.
If you would just lie there and suck a stream of blood from that social body like what L. Prudhomme makes of Marie Antoinette who "once has seen . . . blood, cannot get enough of it. "(Foucault, The Abnormal, Verso, 2003 p. 97)
Or like a monster of a starving being, so hungry, hunger in itself, not a human anymore. Sucking blood from the social body. Yeah… Leech on. What would it be to feed you the best? Was it there? Was it not there? Could you smell it?
If we were indeed, what we eat… and you would eat that what caused you the trouble, in a first place, what would you become?
"I asked a man what Law was. He answered it was the assurance of the exercise of possibility. That man was called Galli Matias. I ate him".
These are words of Oswald de Andrade, in Piratininga, the 374th Year of the Swallowing of Bishop Sardinia, Manifesto Antropófago
you will have 15 min to do so
.again... if you prefer to write alone. do it. If you wants to write with others who possibly chose the same role, go here
after 15 min, at 15:00, the return route is here