OK, you are either a confused Peter Pan, flying in on the daylight, or a curious NYC pigeon landing on my fire escape...
...peering at the lacy movement and wondering about the interior side...
Thanks to some narrative magic--the curtain peels its self into scrolled folds...
...and allows a contemplation of exterior/interior dark and light...
...relativity.
About face to color...
This is all due to three days of fever wherein all I did was watch 2 years worth of Doll House and wander the premises.
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Your apartment is just SO New York. As a Londoner, it is everything I imagine a NYC apartment should be.
that's pretty interesting that your imagination should line up with my domestic reality, forehead (yours) to eyeball (mine), so to speak...
I never get tired of looking at photos of your place.
Perhaps we could do a swap sometime? You come and live in mine and I go live in yours?! But you'd have to teach me how to do the hoop!
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