The shadow.
Silence.
A piano. Woolf : Now I must listen to the one 'clock. Volume 5, page 232: Not at war yet.
Cinema inside piano
strings.
One note
Silence. Later a note on Medvedev. A view on Buenos Aires maybe. A spoon
drops on the floor, or something,
Swallowed. You are in Buenos Aires now.
What?
You are in Buenos Aires now.
Why. Hilton Blocks. Construction work. Noise. The girl points a gun. Crap. Color. Jail.
vrijdag 6 september 2019
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