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“An archipelago where each of us has his own island, where dreams are born, nostalgic thoughts are addressed and the ephemeral never leaves. A way out for when we are looking for one. That ice cream you had last Tuesday.
It lies beyond heaven and smells like forgotten memories.
 It’s the place where our youth goes once it’s over; there, a silent wind blows and marbles shine upon still water, quietly resting.
25°C is the perfect temperature for swimming.
 On this island, the most accurate reality exists and it is one and universal. But on this one island, we are never allowed to go.”

Paper: Hahnemühle William Turner 310g/m2
Medium:  “giclée” artprint with anti-aging pigment inks
Guarantee: certificate of authenticity signed by the architect

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