The tea room at night, empty, a lamp lit on the low table and a scroll on the wall.

A LETTER FROM BONN · LF01

Before He Said He Was Tired

An exhibition, an empty chair, a camera no longer in the window, and a small question beside the Rhine.

The west memory room with a low table, a lit lantern, and a framed picture on the wall.

I first noticed Martin because he always agreed before the other person had finished speaking. His yes often arrived while the request was still becoming a sentence.

Late afternoon sun along the veranda, warming the timber while the garden stays green.

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