They usually are able to walk the streets bedside us and we can’t identify who they are. But if they aren’t able to walk the streets, they hide in fear. Under railroads and in the tunnels. Hiding from the world that’s too used to normal. They fear rejection; they fear not being accepted into the world as a normal person. They fear scientist, the ones who want to poke sticks at them, and explore their body and brain to see how they are made so unique. This story is about people like that. About the ones who hide in the dark, and about the ones who CoVer uP.Alla rättigheter förbehållna