Am... Hello?
"Each one sometimes felt like rubbish, a broken toy that, it would seem, could still be repaired, but instead you are thrown into the trash along with the rest of the rubbish."
I admit honestly, I spent a hell of a cloud of time and patience on this squalor, but what in the end? But in general, I hope that my “creation” will not kill anyone with its appearance.
"foundling"