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The Street Around the Corner

tripping over nothing in everyday streets


   These streets are nothing but normal. Just that, and not this and that. Take them or leave them. Completely self-sufficient and ambitionless, there is something about these streets or in these streets, but I don’t know what it is and I am firmly set on not investigating it. But maybe they will speak to you the way they speak to me – volumes – with that soft-spoken, nondiscriminatory voice of the mundane. You couldn’t find them if you wanted to, but these are the streets around the corner.

"This isn’t about finding anything. Nor is it about the ordinary shedding its skin. This is about the skin itself and its elasticity."