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Ciaran Burke
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From the fog I emergedopposing the the needleas the road submitted tomy acceleration the whiteline broken merging withmy constant velocity driving me […]
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Dublin on a rainy night. The wet film plays with the coloured lights. The streets go quiet. The city is washed, bathing […]
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Silent Faces Faces of time that do not tick, numbered and silent, they look out at passing lives reflected in high prices. […]
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Clear and flat unblemished surfacecleaned and shining, returns the lightno bumps to shadow no hollows of darkplain and pure reflecting perfect brigbrightIn […]
