We have a hollow man for sale

“We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar”

(T.S. Eliot in The Hollow Men)
Dordrecht (NL)

“Magasin à louer”


“In the canyons of your mind

I will wander through your brain
To the ventricles of your heart, my dear
I’m in love with you again!”

(Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band in Canyons of your mind)
Brussel (B)

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