Ah how you immortalize the pedestrian into a goddess.
kol tuv, Ryfkah
In a message dated 02.11.03 9:06:09 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< Here, in Tate Modern, most look quickly and move on
with no idea of how the slightest movement
changes everything, how light shifts, or the scent
of paraffin and nicotine on her skin. >>
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