Early evening Hinterhof sounds. Before this it was Abba.
Rain on the roof, last summer.
Dog on a bike, Oberbaumbrücke.
Dancers (dancing to Camera), Max-Koch-Passage, Friedrichshain, 17th March 2011.
“That sunny dome, those caves of ice” – Coleridge.
“How many fucking wasted writings”
“Artychoke purple blue mountain terrain”