"My soul’s a burden to me, I’ve had enough of it. I’m eager to be in that country, where the sun kills every question. I don’t belong here.
To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me f...
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