Will we dance when it’s over?

Fortnite and the colourful end of empathy

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  • Published 20230207
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Birds, butterflies, and rats were gone.
Grass and leaves had withered.
Flowers had turned into memories.
Streets and buildings were deserted.
Everyone had gone to the moon.

Tomi Ungerer, Nonstop

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Oliver Reeson is an essayist and screenwriter. In 2021, they were a recipient of the Wheeler Centre’s Next Chapter Writing Scheme. Their work has...

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