Sunday
The Ruin
I am now living in Prague. There is a place here I call The Ruins. One day I found men there. They were marking up the ruins with their bright paint, whether for reconstruction or demolition I do not know. The paint is brighter than anything around it; it takes invisible energy and makes it into light.
Labels:
babel,
cartograhy,
fluorescence,
labyrinth,
photography,
ruins,
writing
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