Last bonfire before we return to the city. I’m going to miss how the darkness presses closer out here, erasing the rest of the world until we’re left with only our stories and dreams.
Demdike Stare – Nothing But The Night
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Each night in 2020 I wrote a short post for a series called Notes From the End of a World because I wanted to etch these times into my memory. Before the world changed completely.