In this particular apartment, a person lived the final hers of his or her life. Even though all furniture and all other things not bolted to the apartment are removed, still something remains. Can’t really tell what it is. Many of you have experienced it too I think…
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He kept himself alive so others might not miss him. Family and friends kept at a healthy distance. He left them at times to ponder hopeless questions. And at those times, all he wanted was to never be forgotten. – Street poem by unknown artist
© Peter Lindberg 2014