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Hemeolic

Furtively poetical. Consumed with everything.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Browsing through summer photos


I find a fore-echo of my current life in a July trip up the Bosporus.

One can imagine that either the name of this shop is a result of the pure cosmic/linguistic absurdity of the universe, or that its owner is a Kafka scholar indeed.
Posted by hemeolian at 3:14 PM
Labels: How strangely we mortals are deceived by our own imagination, waffle world

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Alethea (Alice Liddell)

Alethea (Alice Liddell)
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