Wants
“But I don’t want comfort. I want poetry. I want danger. I want freedom. I want goodness. I want sin.” Aldous Huxley
Follow this thread ↗A detour through the journalWriting / photographs / marginalia
Rabbit Hole.
Let curiosity lead.
An unexpected page. A forgotten photograph. A thought worth finding again. Follow a thread through the archive and see where it takes you.
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