I felt the spray on my face and stared at the tourist-ladden boats approaching the roar, Canada just across the bridge, a mistake, the high rise, European visitors and shopping malls, the lines and the steps steeping downward, monroe'e open mouth, one of my lives fell down Niagara Falls. Cave of the Wind looks just the same.
(pic from here)
light gazing, ışığa bakmak
Saturday, September 6, 2008
niagara falls
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