Tag: nihilism

The craggy face of Rutger Hauer glared back at me from the battered VHS case. ‘Don’t let your mum find it. I want it back when you’re done.’ ‘She’ll find it. She finds everything.’ ‘Hide it under your bed.’ ‘First place she looks.’ ‘Dammit. She’ll kill me too if she finds it. She’ll know I…