only the rustle of those colours waving in the air, impenetrable, lighter than nothingness
Alessandro Bariccoan impossible geometry
Alessandro BariccoUntil the last glimmer of daylight.
Alessandro BariccoIn front of him, nothing. He had a sudden glimpse of what he had considered invisible. The end of the world.
Alessandro Bariccobeyond the end of the world
Alessandro BariccoA gilded sound
Alessandro BariccoWhen loneliness mastered him he would go up to the cemetery...The rest of his time was taken up with a liturgy of habits that succeeded in warding off sadness.
Alessandro Baricco... cela faisait sans doute bien longtemps qu'elle ne craignait plus l'irruption de l'absurde dans la géométrie du bon sens.
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