Night Prague by G.Pinkhassov, 1994
A collection of things I like and wish you did too.
The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful.
Milan Kundera, from The Unbearable Lightness of Being (Gallimard, 1984)
I am hoping you are the missing think thing. Your letter filled the hole in my day like a key. Turn it.
Bill Callahan from Letters to Emma Bowlcut (via lebkuchens)
Downtown Presov at night, Slovakia