Are Friends Electric?

Midnight in the city

text by Al Harami aka Hussami

photos by me

A walk in the dark brings to light that, as it turns out, beauty is no more than a reflection; one that is altered over time. The days bring highs and lows... but in the middle exists a memory that is overprotective, and is to all the emotions it guards quite seductive. Should anything disturb the serenity of this union, then with a bit of luck all you get is a rage of Biblical proportions. The lows will have to bury themselves deep beneath the rain that runs through the valley when the clouds decide to have a party, while the highs will soar far beyond the walls of space where mannequins lie in the dark beginning to form a face.

Everything Is illuminated

"You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen."

— Ernest Hemingway