Tjerk12
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This photo gives me the shivers. It was made in 1953 (I was seven than) by my uncle, who lived in this village. It was our first trip with our Fiat Topolino to the south of Germany. For me it is a time doent. Imagine a normal Saturday afternoon in a little village. See how quiet is was. This was the main road! Only two pedestrians in the background. You nearly can hear the sound of silence.
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Yesterday.
I remember how it was;
We knew no pads nor pods;
the lie was still printed than.
Mobile was adventure,
looking for new roads.
Progress has blown it away,
Reality is caught in boxes now.
Delusion exalted to art.
How will tomorrow
judge today,
that will be yesterday than?
Yesterday.
I remember how it was;
We knew no pads nor pods;
the lie was still printed than.
Mobile was adventure,
looking for new roads.
Progress has blown it away,
Reality is caught in boxes now.
Delusion exalted to art.
How will tomorrow
judge today,
that will be yesterday than?