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It was raining all day long today and my umbrella was broken, but I felt myself fine because I have recalled the summer and it will come soon indeed. Isn’t it fine?

I fear not the cars on a street but my own words. Am I a coward? I want to look nice. Is it bad?

This is my daily walk navigating by the eternities in modern world. My digital pictures, visual thoughts and sound words help locate myself in history of art by transforming the complaints into a play of irony.