Freitag, 13. August 2010

getting lost

I like attics.

full of stuff which is ready to be thrown away but somehow will never be thrown away. the owner keeps it in the hope of finding it useful one day in future. dusty. dust all over everything. spidernets. and this mysterious atmosphere that makes you feel like entering a world beyond the present. a world where time has no value.



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