I have to say, to think that one's old town could be, for a moment, thought of as this one's old town, makes one's living there and loving it seem significantly more true. It's an extremely peculiar sensation, to think that that perception flickers across any other consciousness, as if verifying that some ember had not gone out.
picture three = really cool breakfast
ReplyDeletemy favourtie breakfast by far...
ReplyDeleteit looks out over the sea to your old town.
I have to say, to think that one's old town could be, for a moment, thought of as this one's old town, makes one's living there and loving it seem significantly more true. It's an extremely peculiar sensation, to think that that perception flickers across any other consciousness, as if verifying that some ember had not gone out.
ReplyDeleteDear Laurent
ReplyDeleteThe love for "your old town" was evident from the start.
There are not six degrees of separation now, it is rather like two degrees I believe, given this machine
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And you know what they say about "like minds... "
It is still stunningly beautiful, as you well know, and a seductress, on so many levels.
I loved the Fiorucci memory...and I may well have those matches still.
B.