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He stood at the gate, motionless, the night she left. It wasn’t long ago that he had lost everything, everything that was of importance to him in this world, everything and everyone, at one stroke, uprooted and lost, in the infinity of the world, which was nothing more than this one street he knew but …

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That night she came to me. I sat on a branch of weeping willow, dangling our legs, thinking about where to lay my pencil. Not that I only had this one. Not, but it should have been this right now. If you had already cleared it again? Did you even take him over to your …

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This nature had also been around the house when they moved in. For hours you could walk over fields and through small groves. At that time, their house was on the outskirts, but now the city had swallowed it, the ever-pulsing and expanding, unrestrained growing and receiving. All around houses had been built, more and …

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„You cannot!“ Many others would have said, many who I know and who would not call themselves bad people. On the contrary, they would consider themselves morally integrity. Eventually, they did not beat their partner, were not alcoholics, and did not rob any handbags. Morally intact people, in their understanding, who aligned their lives to …

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In Cooperation with VASA Journal on Images and Culture, Images @Roberto Muffoletto   Introduction   Seeing was first (see part one). It makes the space manageable, opens up directions and possibilities. The world is no longer simply a whole that is as it is, but it is fragmented into many small, handy parts. These parts …

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