Fragments of Noir
Hopperesque
Friday, 28 May 2021
Will Not Pass
We know one another. This is the present. There is no past and no future. Here i am washing my hands, and the cracked mirror shows me to myself, suspended as it were, in time ; this is me, this moment will not pass.
Daphne Du Maurier
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