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Perfect Days (2023) Wim Wenders
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“You were in the house, calling my name, but I couldn't find you. Then there you were, lying in bed... but it wasn't you. It looked like you, but it wasn't.”
Lost Highway (1997) dir. David Lynch
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un-lunario · 5 months
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Nastya Kaletkina
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un-lunario · 8 months
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Among The Ruins - Hadar Ariel Magar
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un-lunario · 8 months
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Dayanita Singh
Museum of Chance
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un-lunario · 9 months
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SAUL LEITER Untitled (Nude), 1950s Faye Smoking,1948 Vintage gelatin silver prints
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un-lunario · 10 months
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Friederich (Fritz) Capelari.
Femme tenant un chat noir ©S. Watanabe Color Print Co.
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un-lunario · 10 months
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I am thinking now of grief, and of getting past it
Mary Oliver, from Starlings In Winter in “Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems And Essays”
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un-lunario · 10 months
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Jane B. par Agnès V.
Dir. Agnès Varda, 1988
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un-lunario · 10 months
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Remarkable spots. Smith’s illustrated astronomy. 1850.
Rumsey
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un-lunario · 11 months
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Cy Twombly
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un-lunario · 11 months
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All the Beauty and the Bloodshed (Laura Poitras, 2022)
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un-lunario · 11 months
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anthony bourdain: parts unknown episode 3 - colombia
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un-lunario · 1 year
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La maman et la putain, 1973
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Diane Airbus
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un-lunario · 1 year
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Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.
Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky
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RIP Ryuichi Sakamoto
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