I ride a bus in a strange city. The buildings are folded together as if they're riddles. When we pass them, they turn out to be institutional buildings from my home town.hande · 26.7.2009 · 1 kuva
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I ride a bus in a strange city. The buildings are folded together as if they're riddles. When we pass them, they turn out to be institutional buildings from my home town.