“ It had always been of the greatest importance to him… that nothing should change at his place of work, that everything should remain as it was, as he had arranged it, and that nothing further should be added by the debris generated by painting and the dust that continuously fell and which, as he was coming to realise, he loved more than anything else in the world. He felt closer to the dust, he said, than to light, air or water.
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“The Emigrants” - Max Ferber
W.G. Sebald
