August 7, 2020


without knowing when i seem to have become a harriet. i wish (i had hoped) i were still a cordelia; oh i hope i still am.

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vanvechgel verily, if people had any sense they would pay handsomely for esther van vechgel’s photographic artworks of singapore and use them in sg50