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You are already on the train.
The only question is which compartment.
Carriage 1111 is a novel in seven compartments. A journey through seven compartments.
THE NOVEL · 2025
Carriage 1111 - A novel of modern delirium
Join Sunny on an ironic and bizarre odyssey. Her extreme sensitivity exposes the world's seemingly normal façade, shattering her reality. Plunge aboard "Carriage 1111," a train mirroring society's wounds across seven allegorical stops. Amidst manias, self-consumption rituals, and false gurus, Sunny confronts spectres—both external and profound—craving her annihilation.
Will Sunny seize the pen and find her voice amidst the illusions, or will oblivion claim her song?
POETRY
The words inside the compositions
Each of the three sound works carries a spoken text, in more than one language. They are not translations of each other: each language says the part the others will not.
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Maternal Instincts
Una madre. Un cochecito. Una niña.
Dentro del cochecito, un perro.
Sechshundertneununddreißig.
Die Frequenz der Verbindung.
Sie klingt. Niemand hört sie.
The leash matches the collar.
The gloves match the shoes.
Everything has been arranged.
L'enfant regarde le chien.
Le chien regarde l'enfant.
La mère regarde ailleurs.
Só o cachorro te olha, menina.
Só o cachorro.
Sei nella fotografia.
Sei nel guinzaglio.
La frequenza dell'amore continua a suonare.
Nessuno la riceve.
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Tacit Consent
Hay una plaza. Hay un cerezo en flor.
No es la estación.
Alguien lo ha convencido.
Dreihundertsechsundneunzig.
Die Frequenz der Befreiung von Schuld.
Ein Dokument. Eine Unterschrift.
The calendar demanded the fruit.
The market demanded the calendar.
The tree obeyed.
Autour de l'arbre, ils dorment.
Ce n'est pas l'air qu'ils respirent.
C'est la nourriture.
No balcão, alguém aplaude.
O silêncio é uma forma de assinatura.
Autorizzato.
Firmato.
L'albero fiorisce fuori stagione.
La piazza dorme.
Il balcone applaude.
Nessuno è colpevole.
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The Witness
Estoy despierta.
El pueblo cerró los ojos.
Ich bin die Zeugin.
Achthundertzweiundfünfzig.
Sie haben mich nummeriert.
I am the only colour left on this street.
No one turns.
Je suis le seul éveil dans cette rue qui dort.
On m'a marquée. On ne m'a pas reconnue.
Estou aqui. Estou marcada.
O silêncio é a única resposta.
Sono sveglia.
Il paese ha chiuso gli occhi.
Io guardo. Nessuno si volta.
Sono ancora qui.
Sono ancora qui.