the text and images below are posted from beijing, berlin, hong kong, new york, sado island and zürich. there are a few of us, and this is the space in between.

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truly, and related

KL01_malaysiatrulyasia

KL06_aseanandrelated

KL07_senimandunia

KL05_caiquefungselfie

KL06_concrete

KL02_bookshelfYEOH

KL04_precipitations

KL15_tailorspace

KL03_actionairplanes

KL16_tailorplant

KL14_blindwalk

KL20_rivergombak

KL21_tshirtmisako

KL19_rivergombak

KL22_wildpapaya

KL08_birthdaygirl

KL12_cafe

KL11_sweat

KL09_zikri

KL10_paikyin

KL18_silatgayang

KL17_silatgayang

KL01_paikyincut

KL23_escape

KL13_tree

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the last two photos taken before giving up on this camera

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courtship

china is like greece. china is like isreal. china is like peru. china is like
china is not like.

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sunday

walking around a new city on a sunday morning, thinking about cakes and the lives you will never live. getting lost. it’s raining and the sloping roof of the opera house makes you miss architecture. a scone with fruits and nuts, the king riding by.

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measures of resistance

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we start talking to no one in particular, a no one without properties

what a lovely name for a street.” feeling. still. yes. no. nostalgia. for something that will never be. alas. so we walk. we walk. with the need for dreams to commit suicide. sometimes. “c’est la chose la plus horrible à faire“. or is it. again and again. and an afternoon in the sun. tracing and retracing and walking anew. circles perhaps. fly. yes. fly again. it’s good to be in a place without lists and rows. construct to reconstruct or an economics as a doing. in the city. it would be nice to see what we cannot see. “precisely to fill the emptiness with emptiness, and thus to share it.” you do with it what you will. never a prescription for life. and yes we are left ‘inconcluded’. always. upon arriving home a message overheard from the new york subway through to london: “everyone knows. that love. belongs in the microwave. for two minutes.” 哈! thank you maria.

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are you there are you there


low visibility in thessaloniki, somewhere between the old year and the new year

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