<img src="http://nula.cc/lib/slir/w300/24/60/349/cover.jpg" height="300" width="300" />60349 at daybreak. All cities have their edge places, areas of indifference, where life goes on outside the fovea of modernity. Daylight also has an edge, and when its sun comes to play across these fractured surfaces, it outlines contrasts and deepens shadows, the hiding places of the quotidian.
    By chance, strangers may end up here, and sometimes they bring fresh eyes with which to see.

60349 at daybreak. All cities have their edge places, areas of indifference, where life goes on outside the fovea of modernity. Daylight also has an edge, and when its sun comes to play across these fractured surfaces, it outlines contrasts and deepens shadows, the hiding places of the quotidian. By chance, strangers may end up here, and sometimes they bring fresh eyes with which to see.

60349 at daybreak. All cities have their edge places, areas of indifference, where life goes on outside the fovea of modernity. Daylight also has an edge, and when its sun comes to play across these fractured surfaces, it outlines contrasts and deepens shadows, the hiding places of the quotidian.
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; By chance, strangers may end up here, and sometimes they bring fresh eyes with which to see.

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60349 at daybreak

60349 at daybreak