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On the dawn in Lisbon (Pessoa) - Andrea Gibbons
249 [18/5/1930] This dawn is the first the world has seen. Never before has this pink light dwindling into yellow then hot white fallen in quite this way on the faces that the windowpaned eyes of the houses in the west turn to the silence that comes with the growing light. Never before have this … Continue reading On the dawn in Lisbon (Pessoa) →