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In my job you meet people who have ceased to be human. You know how in an office there’s always one person who’s like this ambitious asshole who doesn’t care who he treads on, they actually think they’re doing the right thing? Or if you meet a powerful politician it’s like shaking hands with thin air. The tornado has nothing in the middle. The gloaming to me is exploring this unhealthy darkness, which it seems it’s impossible to counteract.