I wasn’t in a hurry. I never have to be in any particular place at any particular time. Let time watch me, not me it.
-- Olga Tokarczuk
(Sibiu, Romania)
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September Afternoon, c. 1930. Clarence Kerr Chatterton.
Oil on linen.
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Is anyone else obsessed with the idea of making a robot/ai realize it can experience love and/or sexual attraction. or is that just me.
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Méon, hiding from the sun
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A real life snow globe ❄️
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