Chapter 6: Epilogue
I walked around town, I could no longer feel my micro-dick. Sex with women was something I could only spectate. Then I spotted her, my wife Maria, heavy with child, obviously a big black baby.
She stood there with him, Mohamed, the father of her unborn child. She smiled lovingly at him, and they hugged each other. I imagined him impregnating her, my own wife, and the thought hit me so hard, I felt like I was about to pass out. That was it, I thought. I couldn't compete with him anymore.
I turned my back and walked away, the weight of my failure pressing down on me. I knew I had lost everything in that moment. I went to the park in Luleå to clear my head and gather my thoughts.