Nyon

Nyon at night is not a castle with a ghostly light. It is the train station and the broken dignity. It is the shoe left behind. It is the downfall of humanity as a whole. All in one night. All in Nyon.

Nyon at night is far away. The train does not take us to Nyon at night. Not right now, at least. And let it stay that way.

 

2009

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