I’d noticed
faces before, but the sudden spike in wallborn figures around here was beginning to
concern D. and Ph. Of course, I was taking pictures of the few might-be
shapes emerging in the cracked paint on the door frames in this old flat, even
posting the images to Flickr. Changing humidity levels, expansion and shrinkage,
next appear the cracks and with them, patterns: even
people. Nonsense, you say.
I had my doubts too.
