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The swimming dog chair

"Days of joy, how have ye fled?
Joy immortal, are ye dead?
Is there nothing that can hold you?
Can my limp arms not enfold you?
Days of floating on the stream,
Softly lapped as in a dream,
With the white clouds swimming slowly
In an ether pure and holy!"

(A. Schaffer in A summer vacation)
Wandre (B)

Just a coat hanger is on the phone


“I think someone is joking with my telephone
It rings at such an inappropriate time
I’m either on the toilet or full of passion
This bloody joking telephone of mine”

(Ph. Soar in Telephone)
Bottrop (D)

Even the door to the toilet is open

"Fair the day shine as it shone on my childhood -
Fair shine the day on the house with open door;
Birds come and cry there and twitter in the chimney -
But I go for ever and come again no more."

(R.L. Stevenson in Songs of travel and other verses no. 16)
Liège (B)

Fitness on the junkyard

"Let us drink and sport today;
Ours is not tomorrow.
Love with youth flies swift away,
Age is naught but sorrow."

(J. Gay in Air XXII from The Beggar's Opera)
Seraing (B)

Where the winds blow through the industrial remains

"Little wind, blow on the hill-top,
Little wind, blow down the plain;
Little wind, blow up the sunshine,
Little wind, blow off the rain."

(Kate Greenaway, no title, in Under the Window: Pictures & Rhymes for Children)
Seraing (B)

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