— Arno Tijnagel

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Ik fluister zachtjes:

Arno lacht, Arno huilt.

Introspect:

If so, how?
Dat was een offertje.
I wrote a sweet little song for you.
Until we meet again.
Als een ontzielde pop.
We all must go, really.

Who is this Perceptor?

Maybe:

E+ 2, mp- (t_ x_ 03)*** = y/ 1, 2:

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From the ongoing Abandoned Series: Untitled/ House #2, third visit. MG.

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Wijk aan Zee.