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Sometimes during the day I realize things
I don't know what nostalgia is anymore
On the Agenda: The (or a) Future
From noon until three in the afternoon darkness came over all the land
The buildings will take off and leave us behind
Maybe in another universe I won't feel so alone.
The buildings have taken off, now what?
Last shot of the Argentine Grey Fox
Essay on color and its absence
