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  1. A Diminishing Doeglic

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    A leaf amidst branches

    Seemingly transparent, this order, though ubiquitous throughout. It is faulted in its omnipresence and thus disregarded contagiously: It is the performance of disease which dances upon a stage: So happily it infects and corrosively contaminates, itself spreading lovelies and mirth, a welcome visitor to this softly sterile abode.

    Oh, how long we have waited for Pleasantry’s embrace? The fingers ever pointing to a distant tower, the castle atop of which a flag cowers as it waves: that slowly moving reminder of the impossibility of this circumstance, a wholesome charade at a party’s last teem. For it is assuredly worth this wait, a patient toil among the scavengers, the daily bread stale yet themselves forever grateful, regarding such scrap as a most meaningful reward, they say it: “Farewell.”

    And so it seems—as it appears—the visage bright and recognizable, the smile known to me as love and radiance, it blossoming from the stagnation and blight, bringing with it a blessed respite and a moment’s peace to a stirred state. Is it ever a pleasing tale, a fortunate closing complete with a happy end? Or is this another time, one lacking the Conjurer’s conviction and thus sending the spirit spiraling down once again, into the maelstrom, a deadly descent into all that is distracted, to posit ‘protracted’, perhaps?

    She was caught staring down the hallway, vacant and serene, and so she was quickly found guilty and hung from a tree: Therefore, at dawn, one sees her body slowly spinning from a limb, her own limbs now daintily dangling, lifeless and free.

    A leaf dangling from a branch
  2. Falling Fruit

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    Map the urban harvest!

    Falling Fruit is a celebration of the overlooked culinary bounty of our city streets. By quantifying this resource on an interactive map, we hope to facilitate intimate connections between people, food, and the natural organisms growing in our neighborhoods. Not just a free lunch! Foraging in the 21st century is an opportunity for urban exploration, to fight the scourge of stained sidewalks, and to reconnect with the botanical origins of food.

  3. Symbolic World

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    In the depths of the mirror the evening landscape moved by, the mirror and the reflected figures like motion pictures superimposed one on the other. The figures and the background were unrelated, and yet the figures, transparent and intangible, and the background, dim in the gathering darkness, melted together into a sort of symbolic world not of this world. Particularly when a light out in the mountains shone in the center of the girl’s face, Shimamura felt his chest rise at the inexpressible beauty of it.

    Yasunari Kawabata, 雪国 (Snow Country), translation by Edward G. Seidensticker