A deeply impactful short that accurately narrates the scattered yet breathtaking inner monologue of a person who has made a life out of walking alone city after city after city. You know it’s your city when, no matter where you’re headed, there are memories. I catch myself searching for your face in a sea of faces that are always almost you, but never really you.This is what they meant, all those painters, all those poets. This is what they were trying to show me. It’s us. Swarming, seething, flailing, faces hard as stone. Here we are then. Together, alone.
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 04:51:14 +0000
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