Alessio Zanelli: Of Leaps and old Booksellers

White Mulberries One Indian file resists the advance of pylons and smokestacks, right at the bottom of the hollow between the main embankments. Forsaken sentries captive at home, ashy relics of earth, air, water and fire. This land has forgotten that once it teemed with countless arrays. They know and strive to last till worms …

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