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For many years, I surrounded myself with belongings that allowed me to call where I was based home.
After 2 months on Craigslist, a weekend Winter Garage Sale and a big sigh of relief, this is what remains.
Heavy furniture, light decoration, and practical bits have done their job well allowing me comfort and refuge. But it is the lives of those come and gone that embed themselves into the walls and make up the story of 83 Beatrice Street.
A very special thanks to Toula! This video is for you.
Marble House by The Knife
Labels: kleejourneys
2 Comments:
Yo got a nice apartment! :) Don't you feel sad at all that you leave it? ;) But you know what, it's for a very good reason. May I suggest you to set it on fire after all? It would be a nice gesture. Dust in the wind! Well ok, ashes..
Bernard. :)
p.s. Oh yeah, the cartoon. just loved it! :)
Set fire to it? Most definitely not! The apartment may now be part of my past but it is is not history. It lives on.
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