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Faith Hides In The Dark Corners. Malles (Μάλλες, Κρήτη) Crete.

21-08-2008 · Comments (17)
Categories: Crete  Fuji 160C  Hasselblad SWC/M  

Just one full day left and I have new camera equipment being delivered at work tomorrow so motivation to go in will be high and a three day weekend to look forward to with Monday being a bank holiday, very sweet. No mention of weather as I don't give a shit really, well other than a marginally drier spell would aid the taking of photos.
The photo, is another from the village of Malles (Μάλλες). The village of the old woman sat on the floor and cool radio snapped in derelict house window. You remember surely? No? Well, you'll just have to click back and see, I ain't here to make yer life easy. This was a rather delightful church which I'm sure I have the name of somewhere...OK I'll go look, just for accuracy you understand. OK I have looked and can't find it. I know I wrote it down as it had a rather long name...oh well, I'll get back to you when I remember it.
Oh, a map. I nearly forgot. Here is an aerial view of Malles (Μάλλες).

Where in the world did you come from my dear?
Did some mysterious voice tell you I'd still be here?
I bought this ticket to Mobile, but I been stranded all day...
...p.a. said the bus broke down ten miles away from the station.
So seldom a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a lock like the love between you and me. But
seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your
face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998.
The burden of love is the fuel of bad grammar.
You stutter and stammer--what a bitch to convey the crux of the matter, when the words you must
utter are hopelessly tangled in the memories and scars you show no one. So seldom a door...so
seldom a key...so seldom a hit like the hurt you put on me.
But seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your
face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998. I remember quite clearly, a
bad Muzak version of James Taylor's big hit, called "Fire and Rain" was playing as you crouched
down and tearfully kissed me, and I thought, "Damn, what good fiction I will mould from this terrible
pain." So seldom a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a gift like the gift you gave me. But seldom
comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your face as I
was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998. Amazing grace, how sweet the smile
upon the face I never thought I'd see you again...especially here in this Greyhound station...on
Christmas Day...in 1998

Listening to: "Christmas Day" (No Such Place) - Jim White

Preben Holst

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