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It looks like I dive into my city, as if it is a short photo-comic. At the end I become Dora Maar, captured forever in the city concrete and the sound of the birds that can only be heard early in the morning.

The city will find much profit in your beauty, and the birdsong in your voice. But don't be over-eager to give yourself up for capture. You have bigger marks to make first on your own.

And now I know about Dora Maar - so thank you for that!