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vineri, 22 martie 2013

And blessed be the window makers, for they will be called the parents of color

Imagine a world of grays. Not one but hundreds of grays. Grey red, gray yellow and a grayish air floating almost transparent over identical rabbit hutches that house compact and numerous families. Now imagine trying to find a way out. You could not scream and there is no place to run, except out your own window. And windows you needed! In my house there were many windows. Paperback windows, pocket size editions and even xeroxed pages of colored...