We endure every day as if we are all different from each other. We continue to, more quietly, hide our anxiety and irritability that we may be the same after all. In that way, the city moves, in which people live, autonomously or regardless of its will. The story may be about a city or perhaps the plan of life. Or, it is a story about the disappearing space and time, the memories that belonged within them, many years being gone, and the sad emotions that arise from them. In t...
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We endure every day as if we are all different from each other. We continue to, more quietly, hide our anxiety and irritability that we may be the same after all. In that way, the city moves, in which people live, autonomously or regardless of its will. The story may be about a city or perhaps the plan of life. Or, it is a story about the disappearing space and time, the memories that belonged within them, many years being gone, and the sad emotions that arise from them. In the narratives, you will find the X that is the air, the memory, and the being itself. It tells the speaker who mourns for the disappearing space, the time that disappears with it, the reconstruction followed by the atmosphere of loss, and the violent flow of the city. That the memories from long years that are spread through somewhere are never going too far, in the state of existing yet not existing. It says it is somewhere on the screen you are looking at, or in the middle of the air.
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