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Tinted Notes.

An incarnation of my (day)dreams.
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A Dedicatory to Empty Spaces, Béton Brut, Antonioni, Satie, Calvino, ...

Thursday, March 19, 2009

89. Wild is the Wind


... we're in a bunker, by the way.

Posted by Arash at 4:41 PM
Labels: FROMATTIC, Taste/Toast

1 comment:

Coral said...

I love this one.

March 21, 2009 at 4:24 PM

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