Sentimentally Objectified 02 – Happily married.
 This old man at the market had with him a tin bottle. Look of a professor. Charm of an experienced survivor. Neatly and solemnly he tidied up the boxes before him every time a passer-by finished the encounter without saying one word. I walked by, looked, left, and came back again. For these framed … Read more
Sentimentally Objectified – Introduction & Coco
It just crossed my mind between the seconds I glanced across my apartment. How many stuff I own, and how many I remember, and how many I would notice when they for any reason and by any means leave my life. For how many times have I been alerted early enough to a lost earring, … Read more
