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my father’s life
he always told me that one august he landed on the moon wearing flip flops. i never believed him.
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The madman was the first to notice that some buildings were suffering from depression.
When the first habitant died everyone thought it was an accident. But the buildings kept on killing humans and soon got out of control. Those who survived abandoned the island. Only a bunch of people decided to stay here and defy the concrete rage. They moved to the slopes, after all there were only a few safe places with no concrete at all.
Concrete was everywhere and still expanding. Concrete consuming the landscape. Concrete absorbing the soil and water. Concrete is a virus. Concrete will rule the earth.
I’m the concrete island.
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The madman was the first to notice that some buildings were suffering from depression.
When the first habitant died everyone thought it was an accident. But the buildings kept on killing humans and soon got out of control. Those who survived abandoned the island. Only a bunch of people decided to stay here and defy the concrete rage. They moved to the slopes, after all there were only a few safe places with no concrete at all.
Concrete was everywhere and still expanding. Concrete consuming the landscape. Concrete absorbing the soil and water. Concrete is a virus. Concrete will rule the earth.
I’m the concrete island.
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#waitingforabusonagreekisland • folegandros “Είναι δύσκολο να του εξηγήσει ότι υπάρχει μόνο ένα λεωφορείο που λέγεται Κλούβα και στέκει μεταμφιεσμένο σε σκελετό με τη σιδερένια σκάλα στη ράχη του έξω από μερικά χωριά κι ότι αν δεν υπήρχε αυτή η ερειπωμένη σιδερένια ψυχή να προσεύχεται κάθε μέρα λουσμένη στο φως, κανένα σύγχρονο τροχοφόρο δεν θα έφτανε ποτέ στον προορισμό του” Χ. Βακαλόπουλος, Η γραμμή του ορίζοντος
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#waitingforabusonagreekisland | kea
“Η Κλούβα πήγαινε πολύ αργά, δεν υπήρξε ποτέ τροχοφόρο όχημα σ’ ολόκληρη την ιστορία της ανθρωπότητας που να ομολόγησε τόσο πολύ την αδυναμία του, αντιμετωπίζοντας τον δρόμο σαν κάτι ιερό, διασχίζοντας το τοπίο σε ρυθμό προσευχής, αναπνέοντας και αγκομαχώντας σαν ζωντανός οργανισμός με πράγματα, ανθρώπους και ζώα” Χ. Βακαλόπουλος, H γραμμή του ορίζοντος
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#waitingforabusonagreekisland | anafi
«Είναι δύσκολο να εξηγήσεις στον ξανθό κόσμο ότι υπάρχει μόνο ένα λεωφορείο. Όσα λεωφορεία και να βάλεις υπάρχει μόνο ένα λεωφορείο, αυτό που το έλεγαν Κλούβα. Έξω από κάποια χωριά μπορείς να δεις το πτώμα του, τον σκουριασμένο σκελετό που αναπαύεται λουσμένος στο φως. Είναι πράσινος, διατηρεί ακόμα ένα χρώμα και τη σιδερένια σκάλα στη ράχη του, αυτή τη σκάλα από την οποία ανέβαζαν τα πράγματα.» Χ. Βακαλόπουλος, H γραμμή του ορίζοντος
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athens empty city
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“She remembered it was August and they say August brings bad luck. But September would arrive one day like an exit. And September was for some reason the month of May: a lighter and more transparent month” Clarice Lispector, In Search of Dignity (1974)
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maps
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concrete island
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concrete island
Buildings were not random architectural constructions but ideograms of an ancient language long ago forgotten. The madman was the first to dream in that language. “I flew above your houses” he said “and read the buildings, just like the birds do”. But when people asked him what he read, he would remain silent and gaze at the horizon. Cause the most common word written all over the concrete island was death.
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“You got concrete eyes / and I cannot see your face / and I failed in life / cause you crushed me with your hands”
concrete island
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people are never coming back | concrete island
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Concrete island

Buildings were not random architectural constructions but ideograms of an ancient language long ago forgotten. The madman was the first to dream in that language. “I flew above your houses” he said “and read the buildings, just like the birds do”. But when people asked him what he read, he would remain silent and gaze at the horizon. Cause the most common word written all over the concrete island was death.
The madman was the first to notice that some buildings were suffering from depression. When the first habitant died everyone thought it was an accident. But the buildings kept on killing humans and soon got out of control. Those who survived abandoned the island. Only a bunch of people decided to stay here and defy the concrete rage. They moved to the slopes, after all there were only a few safe places with no concrete at all. Concrete was everywhere and still expanding. Concrete consuming the landscape. Concrete absorbing the soil and water. Concrete is a virus.
concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete concrete
Concrete will rule the earth.
I’m the concrete island.
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