Off on a mountaintop on a vacation, we look back, and suddenly in the distance the America we have left behind seems bizarre and surreal.
“Sooner or later words force one into a choice, a narrowing down, at some point the lustrous density of all the unexpressed possibilities must be attacked, pulverized, melted down, dissolved.“
Daniël Robberechts | Arriving in Avignon
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