COLLECT404 / VOL. 001 / FOUR ENTRIES
Everything I kept.
Four frames, a few borrowed moments, and the things that followed me home. A fictional journal by Lea.
The street was still open.
I took the longer way home and found a corner worth keeping.
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The camera that stayed.
Some objects are too inconvenient to let go of.
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The last train can wait.
A delay, an umbrella, and a stranger with no name.
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The room at first light.
What the morning gives back to a room that belongs to night.
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