Visiting one of my former home towns, I spent part of a day at an art gallery that I had somehow neglected during my years of residence there. And I found, amongst the landscapes, a sound installation:
It seems some memory palaces are incredibly creepy places. Storms. Killing machines. A maniac in a movie theatre. And The Dark Pool.
I liked it.
It seems some memory palaces are incredibly creepy places. Storms. Killing machines. A maniac in a movie theatre. And The Dark Pool.
I liked it.