I don't eat strawberries, I don't like the color

Man and boy play a futile game of chess in the middle of nowhere. An internal struggle between what is and what can no longer be. Man and boy play a futile game of chess in the middle of nowhere. An internal struggle between what is and what can no longer be. Man and boy play a futile game of chess in the middle of nowhere. An internal struggle between what is and what can no longer be. Man and boy play a futile game of chess in the middle of nowhere. An internal struggle between what is and what can no longer be.