“sometimes i feel as if I'm racing with my own shadow” ― haruki murakami, after dark in the dark the need to purge was the greatest urge (for wordpress weekly photo challenge, shadowed)
Category: Streets
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“We learned not to meet anymore, We don't raise our eyes to one another..." - Anna Akhmatova (Skadarska, Beograd) WordPress Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge
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"One never reaches home, but wherever friendly paths intersect the whole world looks like home for a time." - Hermann Hesse (Pariska, Beograd) photography101:19
Breaking News: New Book on the Loose!
Thrilled to see Chris has published this book!
BELGRADE – Despite the best efforts of his readers, Chris Farmer’s new book “Grumpy in Belgrade” is hitting the bookshelves even as we speak. With respect to the owners of these bookshops, we will not mention their names here. They know who they are.
“Grumpy in Belgrade” brings together the blogs, essays, and increasingly obscure thoughts of one American in Belgrade, struggling to make sense of the nonsensical. And making nonsense of the rest.
Having appeared in Politika, Living in Belgrade (.com), Belgrade Insight, and on his B92 blog over the past few years, these essays go from the ridiculous to the (almost) sublime. Readers have laughed, cried, and organized lynch mobs in reaction to these writings.
Chris Farmer is reportedly still at large and in an undisclosed location.
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“One never reaches home,' she said. 'But where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.” ― Hermann Hesse life begins here bagged well heeled bricked up changed contained
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It is hard, perhaps insulting, to write about tragedy from a distance. Words are of no help to those who are struggling on a daily basis with the simple business of staying alive. People without power, without water to drink. People without homes, their lives torn asunder by the elements. This post is a tribute … Continue reading поплаве
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"To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves; To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets" - Dejan Stojanovic Images captured on a late Summer evening with my Olympus OM10 and 100 ASA black and white film.
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belgradestreets where else love, hope, fear, despair, cold, heat where the streets have two names the people welcome feel the love feel the hope embrace the future hope belgradestreets
Weekly Photo Challenge: An Unusual POV
"I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone..." - Lyrics from "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" by Green Day This is my response to the latest Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post at WordPress.
