with memories warped by time
nostalgia of the city as it was
childhood, melas, the cinema
it draws the outside in
and pushes the insides out
in flux
blurring the edges
public private private public
we come to dismantle the white box
the serenity and sanctity
of mundane measured transactions
and counter stagnation
(Regurgitating some thoughts from the meeting last Wednesday!)
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