Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
cold hands
"I don't see anything any more: I can search the past in vain, I can only find these scraps of images and I am not sure what they represent, whether they are memories or just fiction."
Nausea, Jean-Paul SartreCircuits, by Kevin Greenberg, from Lost in the lights
Monday, November 3, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
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