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About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

01.19

That morning something pulled Julia out of the bed, an unmotivated excitement, an urgency without reason. She went to the bathroom and only when she came out she saw it from the window. Visible in the early morning, full, so

01.19

That morning something pulled Julia out of the bed, an unmotivated excitement, an urgency without reason. She went to the bathroom and only when she came out she saw it from the window. Visible in the early morning, full, so

01.18

Julia put on her heavy coat, walking swiftly behind Thomas along the canal. When they arrived, Julia immediately recognized where the new building would be erected. I’d like to have a look from that window, she said to Thomas. The

01.18

Julia put on her heavy coat, walking swiftly behind Thomas along the canal. When they arrived, Julia immediately recognized where the new building would be erected. I’d like to have a look from that window, she said to Thomas. The

01.17

Then it finishes, abruptly, said one night the hero to a small crowd. As abruptly it has begun. Those who tied themselves to her, to him, are temporarily lost. They protect themselves by living those moments in confusion, which will

01.17

Then it finishes, abruptly, said one night the hero to a small crowd. As abruptly it has begun. Those who tied themselves to her, to him, are temporarily lost. They protect themselves by living those moments in confusion, which will

01.16

The city is the single largest visible living entity, said the large man standing, Alex. When I live in the city, I become part of an organism larger than me, more complex than me. My role becomes clearer. I am

01.16

The city is the single largest visible living entity, said the large man standing, Alex. When I live in the city, I become part of an organism larger than me, more complex than me. My role becomes clearer. I am

01.15

The wooden box was closed shut. Julia could not open it with the strength of her hands and there was no keyhole apparently. It was a wooden cube with something in it. When Julia shook the box she heard the

01.15

The wooden box was closed shut. Julia could not open it with the strength of her hands and there was no keyhole apparently. It was a wooden cube with something in it. When Julia shook the box she heard the

01.14

Gaia slides backwards, she reclines her head back and closes her eyes, her hair straight over her shoulders. When she opens her eyes again the buildings are running away from her, she is raised above the water, high as someone

01.14

Gaia slides backwards, she reclines her head back and closes her eyes, her hair straight over her shoulders. When she opens her eyes again the buildings are running away from her, she is raised above the water, high as someone

01.13

I am sorry I cannot stop now or I’ll lose the song, said Kristen. She was sitting on the floor of the bathroom, her guitar around her neck, she played a chord and write something on her notebook, something Julia

01.13

I am sorry I cannot stop now or I’ll lose the song, said Kristen. She was sitting on the floor of the bathroom, her guitar around her neck, she played a chord and write something on her notebook, something Julia

01.12

We are sharks, if we stop moving we die. If our body does not die, our heart dies, life leaves us and we survive as caricatures of what we were. We may survive for most of our life yet we

01.12

We are sharks, if we stop moving we die. If our body does not die, our heart dies, life leaves us and we survive as caricatures of what we were. We may survive for most of our life yet we

01.11

Julia sat on the chair, Kristen was sitting in front of her. Behind Julia, a rattling noise made by a blond and skinny girl. She would look at Julia and shake a light blue wooden box which produced the rattle.

01.11

Julia sat on the chair, Kristen was sitting in front of her. Behind Julia, a rattling noise made by a blond and skinny girl. She would look at Julia and shake a light blue wooden box which produced the rattle.

01.10

Julia left early one morning, she looked around her room one last time after the boat had arrived. Her father brought the crate down the stairs for her, the boatman helped him when he reached the fondamenta and laid it

01.10

Julia left early one morning, she looked around her room one last time after the boat had arrived. Her father brought the crate down the stairs for her, the boatman helped him when he reached the fondamenta and laid it