Lovely places

Durham November

Loved the feeling of loving a lovely place, and then being there love never rests, the place shows what it really is or thinks it is, the gift of time. The place, the bodies in it, all surfaces and everything that hovers a little over them and between them. And this little delay, every little delay.

Vasilis Papageorgiou

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