It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something (Crash, 2004)
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Unde ne facem cumparaturile, ce retete punem in practica, cum ne decoram hruba, ce flori ne imbie diminetile
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O colectie (mereu crescanda!) cu fotografii facute lui Toma. Viata de zi cu zi a lui fi-miu, documentata ca la carte...
Aproape-am obosit de-atata toamna iernatica / iarna tomnatica. Intr-un fel... In altul, e bine ca inca nu a dat zapada, dintr-un motiv extra-pragmatic: nu am cauciucuri de iarna. Uite inca unul: ne putem plimba prin parcuri, ca si cand iarna e haaat, departe; frunze galbene in copaci, frunze moarte pe alei, pamant imbibat in apa, vant si un pic de miros de frig. Asa a fost azi in Herastrau.
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