When we occupy a space, even for a brief moment, what do we leave behind? We choose if we are to part with a bit of our soul, in exchange for a bit of memory of that space. With that, we risk being incomplete.
There are imprints of me, you and of them in these places; imprints of these places in us, if only we dare to allow:
There are imprints of me, you and of them in these places; imprints of these places in us, if only we dare to allow:
马当路-合肥路
广西南路-延安东路
南阳路-西康路
寿宁路-西藏南路
广西南路-延安东路
ReplyDeleteyou always forget this..