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THE CHAIRS ROOM Figuring out weired shapes on the polished linoleum floor while the bunch of sleepy people is staring at the immaculate door. No better time slot to think about your life spot. In...
read moreSOULS PORT I am trying to deliver one tiny promise to every single glance I meet. That is the beloved task for me, walking with nimbleness through the hundreds of heavy heads hanging on the...
read morePAST IN A BUBBLE It was like in an ordinary painting, willing to capture the magic soaked in a moment. The frame, a quiet street within the heart of a lake-side village, sorting the pleasant...
read moreNO ROOF SHELTER Air never feels so comfortable like inside an abandoned house. Dust reveals its own devoted nature laying unnoticed on dumb wreckage, even on its shadows. Seasons flow in a spiritual silence while...
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