Notes
"...On the streets, there are beggars who can’t remember what warmth feels like. This is only the first three blocks surrounding us that I described when I can actually feel them all. The slums of Paris are inside my head. So, dear Apollo, please tell me whether I should or should not drink.”
In a world where cities are personified and history hollows out their bones.
(http://makinghugospin.livejournal.com/9761.html?thread=1263649#t1263649)
1 comment on fluctuat nec mergitur
whauden April 01, 2013
this is gorgeous! thank you c:
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