वह खेल जो मुझे बचाया

Quando os coelhos param de jogar… eu também parei. Não era por dinheiro — era porque ninguém me ouviu sussurrar “Was that all?” à 3 da manhã. Os porcos não são mascotes; são sobreviventes de noites sem sono. E o jogo? Não tem loot boxes… tem um silêncio que lateja como uma onda na praia de Lisboa. Se você também sentiu isso… então não está sozinho. Compartilha esse momento? 🐰☕

深夜2時、ウサギがゲームしてないって？

だって、僕らのゲームは「勝ち」じゃなくて、「見られている」ことなんだよ。

カジノじゃなくて、アニマル・サンクチュアリ。ウサギは踊らない…ただ静かに震えてる。色は呼吸みたいで、白い空間は空じゃない、心臓の鼓動の間だ。

あんたもプレイヤーじゃない。あなたは、誰かがまだ信じてる人。次のスピンのあと、何も残ってない…

えっと…今夜、あなたのウサギは何をしてる？コメントでおしえてね！

রাবিট নাচে না… আসলেই সুইট-এর মতো! 🐇 আমিও তোষ্টি-এর গেমটা দিয়েছি। কখনও ‘লক’বক্স’য়ের ‘প্রিমিয়াম’… আমি? জান্তির ‘সুইট’… হ্যাঁট-এর ‘গেম’? চোখে ‘সুইট’—দিয়েছি! অবশ্বত… কখনও ‘লক’বক্স’য়ের ‘প্রিমিয়াম’? জান্তির ‘সুইট’—দিয়েছি! অবশ্বত… কখনও ‘লক’বক্স’য়ের ‘প্রিমিয়াম’? জান্তির ‘সুইট’—দিয়েছি! অবশ্বত… আপনি? aapni? take it as it is: you are not a player. you are the one who stayed. at midnight… when no one else did… you became the last pixel left unplayed. hmm… amar kothay rabi ta? dhakar pataiye chanda jibho? to bhal na bolo? kotha ta kichhu?