Anodyne
Monday, January 10, 2005
 

"It rains a lot, up here; there are winter days when it doesn't really get light at all, only a bright, indeterminate gray. But then there are days when it's like they whip aside a curtain to flash you three minutes of sunlit, suspended mountain, the trademark at the start of God's own movie...."

(text William Gibson, "The Winter Market"; photo willyz, clubtread.com)



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