The last dark branches which intercepted his view gave way, and he saw a heap of blackened ruins. Scarcely aware of his own actions, he sprang from his horse. A single glance convinced him it could harbour no human habitant.
the snowful sky in this pale December
For want of any temporal depth, or in other words an historical perspective, this LIVE ART enlists solely like any other merchandise in the financial dromosphere of the globalization of the art market - anticipating the coming crash of its basic value, which will shortly extend the collapse in value of the new technologies of the image (digital or otherwise), those famous new technologies of information and communication startups, or NTIC, which recently ...
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