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Permalink And there were future reflections on the face and the hands, on a green coloured island, on a primitive man. It was the future reflects, it felt familiar but new, a street was missing a building, the kids had something to do (at La Triennale di Milano)
Permalink In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage. Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the d.j. plays lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners. Desperate as the night moves on, just a look and a whisper, and they’re gone (at Nuovo Birrificio Lambrate)
Permalink The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn (at Ponte Vecchio)
Permalink I wanted to walk through the empty streets and feel something constant under my feet, but all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors (at Milano Centro)
Permalink Marshmallow, man (at Milano Centro)
Permalink Wish I knew what you were looking for, might have known what you would find (at Milano Centro)
Permalink Thou shalt not worship Pop Idols or follow Lostprophets.
Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Dekker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barrett in vain. (at נמל תל אביב The Port of Tel Aviv)
Permalink North to south
Empty
Running on
Bravado
As if to say, as if to say
As if to say, he doesn’t like chocolate (at Jaffa Port)
Permalink I’ve stood in a thousand street scenes, just around the corner from you, on the edge of a dream that you have, has anybody ever told you it’s not comin’ true? (at Rabin Square)
Permalink You will never do anything if you always sit around waiting for the perfect wave (at Mona Beach חוף הצוק הדרומי)
Permalink Yesterday is so far away, today is nearly gone, tomorrow is looming (at Hilton Beach, Tel Aviv)
Permalink I started a joke which started the whole world crying. But I didn’t see, that the joke was on me. I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing, oh, if I’d only seen that the joke was on me
Permalink Old ladies, still got it (at Tel Aviv תל אביב)
Permalink He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus but he talks like a gentleman, like you imagined when you were young
Permalink Awkward Paws (at Rothschild Boulevard)