Saturday, February 12, 2011

No Way to Know

New places, new scenes. Stepping outside of places that have already been explored thoroughly, these are outside the neighborhood. Outside the city. These are new.

New ground, new scenes. Memories still exist, as do ideas of gentrification and decay, but these are different. These memories are not specific, not mine.

New buildings, new scenes. What memories we have as people are not contained to one life, person or place. They spill over into others spaces, internal and external, and become part of the collective unconscious. It is a beginning.

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