Book

Greetings,

Yes. A great word when it needs to escape the vocal structure of your sunrise.

And then, while wandering around D&R, you see your little book, the experimental temperamental opus libre on the bottom shelf so you pull it out and make an image with the ever present Leica D-Lux 3. It's about exposure. Evidence of the publishing circulation system, or, simply said, a small miracle. Papyrus between cardboard.

The Chinese girl looks lost and bewildered. "What am I doing here in Asia Minor?" she wonders.

"How did I end up on the cover of a book written by a blind man?"

Peace.