1:41pm
23rd December 2011
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unphotographable: calvino, 1952. ↘
- so you could halve any whole thing, said my uncle lying face down on the rock, stroking that convulsive half octopus - so everyone could get out of their dull and ignorant wholeness. i was whole and all things were… for me, natural and confusing, stupid as the air: i thought i was seeing…
