Bridge Over Troubled Water

 

As pontes - servem para transpor ansiedades e desejos obscenos. 

State of Mind

 

Matt Weber, Twin Towers

 

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entumescido de amor acumulado

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Fingir, é como ajoelhar e deitar a cabeça no cepo (sabendo que o cutelo não vai descer).

 

A roller-coaster ride

 

My life was a strange one that summer, the last summer of its kind there was ever to be. I was riding high on sex and self-esteem - it was my time, my belle époque - but all the while with a faint flicker of calamity, like flames around a photograph, something seen out of the corner of the eye.

Alan Hollinghurst, The Swimming Pool Library, 1988

What lips my lips have kissed'

I only know that summer sang in me

A little while, that in me sings no more.