Feb 28, 2020
Pulses fall from the way lines like pollen in Springtime. A Citizen disappears from the City, causing a search in a way line pulse. The light seeping through a door cracked-open becomes like wind, leaving it open.
Blu whispering eagerly to make real memory-making.
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Feb 16, 2020
Two hands draw in opposite directions from the Center of the Circle Road with a pastel pencil. While The Telometer measures edges of the City by the comparisons of their lengths, something inside stirs like a 'thoughtful' drop of a plant.
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