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みつけた。 the place for the dark night of the soul. mörkret
the wind rushing past the ears is like noise
full moon in the netherlands. that kind of place
a place where i can't tell if i'm not alone or if it's hallucination. that kind of place
a place with a river that can be heard but not seen, and… a freight railroad? that rails come by this part of the city? i didn't know. i thought it was further away. the freight cars will keep me company
beauty the eye can see and a camera cannot. that kind of place
normally, a world without colour would be unappealing. but this place is so much better without saturation, without hue, with a tiny fraction of the brightness. when i am desaturated, a grayscale place lets me shine
now if only this city would have a miraculous sudden blackout
white is some of my favourite colours