Josephine walks the desert streets of her memory, all doors closed, all houses abandonned. The city is empty, derelict, silent. There is no memories left. Have they flown to better pastures, in distant countries of sun and fun ? No.
Josephine's memories do not exist at all. She is a blank slate. An open book. An empty room. An invitation.
Welcome into Josephine's land, the landscape of your dreams.
Who is Josephine ?
The smile of the cat.
The sign of the hand.
The code on the pad.
You are now entering into the unknown.
Danger zone or exctatic realm, your choice.
But Josephine leads the way.
Follow her.
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