"The house, and all the objects in it, crackled with static electricity; undertows washed through it, the air was heavy with things that were known but...
(...) everything I'd been longing to get away from, true, but not through destruction. I'd wanted to leave home, but have it stay in place, waiting for me, unchanged, so I could step back into it at will.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
(...) everything I'd been longing to get away from, true, but not through destruction. I'd wanted to...
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