Secret Mystical Gardens

Diary entry on photo diary – October 19th, 2016

‘And as you let yourself perish in the streets of a place you thought you knew well, the eerie calm of the unvisited alleys may allure you sufficiently to lead you to an architectural cemetery…of all the houses that were carefully crafted to host a specific person who is now gone. So the walls of the houses become waifs to the wind that slays them mercilessly since there is no body to diminish the intensity of its force. There is no skin for the wind to palpate in order for it to be gentler to those empty walls.’ – S.

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