London: The Shard: Architect Renzo Piano.
Racing against time, the light turns to something before dusk: The rhythm matters: My own American version of an Irish jig: Untold stories appear: Pictures are designing architecture: My lenses see the captures displayed: The jig remains:
There are no stories of people in my travels: Billions is a number too many: Imagine all cross-legged around the fireplace/hearth listening to my tales of fractions, seconds in travels impossible to appreciate...
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