Lone rider
In a society where the notion of ‘vital space’ is close to nil I like to imagine that in stolen moments like this, one cherishes the sense of self.
Or maybe that’s just me thinking too much.
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In a society where the notion of ‘vital space’ is close to nil I like to imagine that in stolen moments like this, one cherishes the sense of self.
Or maybe that’s just me thinking too much.