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"WHEN THE HOURGLASS COMES TO A STILLSTAND"Once she went there. She returned in fifty years... Or were it sixty years? A human being who is accompanied by the unobtrusive shadow of an old street lamp, a silent witness of change, goes through time. But time itself does not matter any longer... And the life of the human being becomes similar to a fleeting vision, or a shadow...ENTER |
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