The air smells like rust and rain again. They keep telling us to be grateful for the walls, but we all know the walls are just there to keep the meat from spoiling before the feast. To anyone still listening in the shadows: stay hungry, stay angry, and never let them see you tremble. Even if your bones ache, keep your eyes on the horizon. We are more than just a meal. #RiseUp #NotYourFood #HappyHillsTruth