Tag Archives: Houses

Friday Night

It starts every friday night. It emerges from the dusty side streets, rising and fading, dancing between the waves of night tide particles, prefect music from a concealed faraway deep within the villages side streets and alley ways, basements and … Continue reading

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City of Pola

On the horizon there is a wooden structure, topped with a platform. It reaches into the sky. This is the only visible landmark in the desert. Apart from the sand stretching out for miles, nothing else is discernible. The structure … Continue reading

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