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| January 29, 2011 This white clock occupies the most barren wall of our house. But it's quite something, staring up at white nothingness and seeing this device, summoning our every movement; we always have things to do, places to be. We can stop the machine all we want, but the natural mechanism of time never leaves our midst. |
Monday, January 31, 2011
Day 29: Tick Tock
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