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When did I become I and the body? When did the two of us separate?
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patrohlus · 1 year ago
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wille’s birthdays will be happy from now on 😌💜
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patrohlus · 1 year ago
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now Simon can post whatever he wants on social medias 😌💜
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patrohlus · 1 year ago
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wilmon x purple nails (that last longer than 2 seconds this time) 💅 💜
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patrohlus · 1 year ago
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missing these two a lot 💜
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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STRANIZZA D'AMURI (2023)
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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"Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you’re falling to the floor crying thinking, "I am falling to the floor crying," but there’s an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you’re on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn’t paint it very well."
– Richard Siken
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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Aftersun (Charlotte Wells, 2022)  
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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Joan of Arc Leading Her Men Holding the Standard, illustrated by Arthur C. Michael
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THE LAST OF US (2023) — 1.08 “When We Are In Need”
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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“Something I heard an archaeologist say in Oslo about deep time returns to me: Time isn’t deep, it is always already all around us. The past ghosts us, lies all about us less as layers, more as drift. […] The problem is not that things become buried deep in strata – but that they endure, outlive us, and come back at us with a force we didn’t realise they had. […] We all carry trace fossils within us – the marks that the dead and the missed leave behind. Handwriting on an envelope; the wear on a wooden step left by footfall; the memory of a familiar gesture by someone gone, repeated so often it has worn its own groove in both air and mind: these are trace fossils too. Sometimes, in fact, all that is left behind by loss is trace – and sometimes empty volume can be easier to hold in the heart than presence itself.”
— Robert Macfarlane, Underland: A Deep Time Journey
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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Cimitero di Staglieno photographed by Sølve Sundsbø for Sixteen Journal Volume 2
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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Mark Ravenhill, Mother Clap’s Molly House.
London, National Theatre, 2001
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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best friend, salman toor
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Frank & Bill THE LAST OF US (1.03) | LONG LONG TIME
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patrohlus · 2 years ago
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Mediterraneo: Apollo di Baia (Mediterranean: Apollo of Baia) by Mimmo Jodice (1993)
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