a soft-focus study in pale greys and stone, the faintest traces of a cross and lettering on the wall...a creamy ray of light accuses the missing donation box...as if the very spirit of a sacred place has evaporated...
in this large and hollow space of the chapel of the Hôpital de la Salpêtrière, reverberating silence drifts along with the revelatory light and I cross paths with the shadows of unquestioning statues...
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At least I hope it disappeared in an honest way!
I'm thinking it was stolen, for a few euros to pay for a bottle of cheap wine... or worse...
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