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nwalthall · 6 days ago
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72 in NYC
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nwalthall · 6 days ago
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72 in NYC
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nwalthall · 6 days ago
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72 in NYC
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nwalthall · 6 days ago
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I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye; And further still at an unearthly height, One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.
--Robert Frost, Acquainted with the Night
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nwalthall · 14 days ago
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It doesn't actually...
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nwalthall · 16 days ago
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Morning Walk 10/30/2004
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nwalthall · 16 days ago
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Morning Walk 10/30/2004
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Morning Walk 10/30/2004
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Morning Walk 10/30/2024
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nwalthall · 17 days ago
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The beginning of the end for any individual or institution is the point at which they reach the apex of their power. In Shakespeare, I think this is referred to as tragedy, in physics, the second law of thermodynamics. The trees of Birnam Wood are already packing, whispering among themselves, "Another one?"
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nwalthall · 27 days ago
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Winter is comning...
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nwalthall · 27 days ago
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To Autumn
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nwalthall · 1 month ago
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Grand Central Terminal 09.04.2024
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