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I Would Lose Myself in Your Gothic Spires

i would lose myself in your gothic spires in the mystery of your towering awe down to the foundations laid in stone that delve and dwell deep in the darkness that is not dark but rich as dark soil from whom all the fullness of glory is and springs forth…

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Barber Shop Theater

the room was filled with theater the rise and rhythmic fall of voices echoing words and wise opinions on life’s vicissitudes and choices — Barber Shop – 2/6/10 – 74 #favorite

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Morning Commute

the fog lay lightly on the near distant landscape the mist a quiet shroud upon the waking city blank and stoic faces shuffled on the moving train a crowd of familiar strangers my silent company — 12/22/09 – 22 #favorite

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Announcer

the unerring voice wavered mechanically announcing points of interest to the figures on the wind swept platform standing stodgily in the rain — 12/16/09 – 14

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Busker

he played music on a street corner not yet full of the seasons bustle the rise and fall of mournful notes a landscape painted in Christmas hues his red stocking cap sat a jaunty angle while tendrils of wispy smoke drifted on the wind, and brass vibrations wafted down the…

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Blow Wind, Howl in the Morning Light

blow wind, howl in the morning light race down and through and round the bare and broken city streets. cold and furious, frigid and wry, you wrap your fingers fast round staccato steps and quickened heartbeats — 12/9/09 – 6 #favorite

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v-2 Organisation | architecture urbanism | The dreams that things are made of The article has just the right sort of tone and mood that makes reading it fun even though I’m pretty sure I didn’t really understand half of it. ;)

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