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Project 365 (2018) | 5 August

Boxes are never empty.
Unless they contain a vacuum. In which case the box is full of nothing.
There are boxes of music which must be opened to be heard.
Some boxes are full of cats, simultaneously alive and dead, belonging to an Austrian physicist who is most definitely dead.
I have seen a box in which there was a pizza. And another holding tools.
And yet another containing a surprise named Jack.
I know of a box ostensibly for the exclusive use of British police officers, but which is, in fact, bigger on the inside and goes vworp vworp vworp — soon to occasionally contain a woman who is largely uncontainable.

There are no end of things to be found inside boxes.
But emptiness is not one of them.

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