The character runs in every direction, succession of snapshots, crossed eyes, fleeting moments, and wanderings beyond diverted happiness - then, and quite suddenly that kind of drying, a creeping aridity topped by prominent sparks - the character now runs slower but always in every direction, elusive and distant perspective, suspended time (electric soup) - crossing an evocative tribute without incident or crumpled sheet metal - suspended time, and again, this rat race all over, it will not stop.
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Artwork by Gianfranco Bonadies
⚫️ audiotalaia / archive.org
Artwork by Gianfranco Bonadies
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