by chance, some rowers
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Tokyo, 2005.08.30
I was walking across a bridge when some rowers emerged.
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twenty-seven years and one million words
I was walking across a bridge when some rowers emerged.
Collections containing this photo.
It's better to be king of your silence than slave of your words.
—Shakespeare