Tag: road
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“Meet me in Montauk”
Every path, once travelled, becomes a repository of everything it once was. The way the sun shone, the paths the raindrops traced on the windshield. A split second long gaze shared with a stranger which opens a sudden, unknown door to their thoughts. The mind preserve them all, like fermenting wine in barrels. And again…
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Scent of the river
Once upon a time, when all the cars were not air conditioned, and people would roll down the windows, they would see the world. The sights of the road would not slip past them. The rattle of the traffic, the bedecked long distance trucks would be looked at in wonder. The clatter of shop shutters…