Last night, Schlesische Straße was the quietest I’ve ever heard it, in 8 years. I stopped listening to a distant dear friend’s audio message just as she was talking about lasting change, or returning to normalcy, reflecting that no planes could be heard in the sky, only birds. I stopped and listened to the Street from my perch just as I often do, and this is what I heard.
Stay here to listen to Schlesi at Night – every night, for as long as we need to, until its life returns – or its new life.
Interwoven with some of my words, and my voice, reading my texts, and other texts.
I love you.
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I would love to share texts and recordings you contribute ✨ to weave into the tapestry. PM ?
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