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Wishing to live in the city without its burden, above the chimneys, cleanly swinging in grandma's chair in front of the bay window seeing the dormant mouths of the pocked roofs wake up without having to smell their poison and then also breathe it out of solidarity with everyone who has to live fast in the stone world where everything is hard
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Nov 20, 2021
Nov 20, 2021 at 3:39 AM UTC
Room in heaven
Wishing to live in the city without its burden, above the chimneys, cleanly swinging in grandma's chair in front of the bay window seeing the dormant mouths of the pocked roofs wake up without having to smell their poison and then also breathe it out of solidarity with everyone who has to live fast in the stone world where everything is hard
"Room in Brooklyn" (1932, Edward Hopper) Collection "NightWatch"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Nov 20, 2021
Nov 20, 2021 at 3:39 AM UTC
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