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Big up to the bossmen.
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Every light in the night was the ghost of a soul exhausted by the sea. They woke them from the locker and buried them again in salt.
Ever, the horizon.
An onion.....has layers
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“I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful ‚ The eye of a little god, four-cornered. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers. Faces and darkness separate us over and over. Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, Searching my reaches for what she really is. Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon. I see her back, and reflect it faithfully. She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands. I am important to her. She comes and goes. Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness. In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish. “
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Ugly materials on their own, beautifully assembled by 6A
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Monuments among the colleges
Discovering some intriguing hidden spaces in Belgium
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Look! at this city.......gorgeous.
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Little simple things
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If I was a king....
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Urban freaks, strange forms ocuring in the city
Vooruit with this idea of architecture, against a tide of repression.
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