Notes from the underground [part 1/2]
The water coursing through the basement tubes calls me back to my work. It’s probably toilet water I’m hearing. The noise is reassuring.
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The water coursing through the basement tubes calls me back to my work. It’s probably toilet water I’m hearing. The noise is reassuring.
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