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Budapest 1915:

at the vanishing point, sword, boot, cigarette, Franz Lehár body rhythm, towel to absorb that which is about to flow.

http://www.fortepan.hu/?&img=18059

 

 

Requires anaglyphic (red and blue) glasses.

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September 8, 2013May 16, 2018 jonathanmorse
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