Eindhoven: memory and the city

‘There is no such city which gives me full sense of bitterness, except Eindhoven.’

I didn’t mean neither the construction or the architectures where it holds, actually they are okay concerning a young and booming city. However, it was my personal experience which bears the most painful memories which kills me forever.

I started living there as from the end of June in 2018 until the end of November, five full months, witnessing the changing from a extreme hot and dry whether into which sun goes down at 4 pm. Maybe there is only one thing that always remains the same – the melancholy expressed by the annoying clouds, by the overcooling air conditioner in the supermarket, by the thousands of cigaret ends outside the main train station, and by the crows resting at the roof staring at you.

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At the crossing
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Car of melancholy
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The apartment where I lived
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The street I walked everyday
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Mr. Philip in the shadow
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Met my hometown at the GLOW
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ME

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