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And I looked and behold a pale horse...
Title (Dublin Core)
And I looked and behold a pale horse...
Description (Dublin Core)
A fuzzy, through the trees picture of my neighbor's white pick up truck the day after he was finally arrested for something ; the police are called there a lot. This truck is a dingy white and the springs squeak loudly when it bounces across the gravel driveway. The property has 2 trailers and 2 RV's and people come and go all day long. There is an 85 year old woman who lives in one of the trailers. The owner of this white truck is doing renovations on the property. He goes back and forth as if it is still an ordinary time, leaving the property 6,7,8 times a day, those springs squeaking down the drive. In Albert Camus' the Plague the Dr feels that he can hear the sound of the plague rats in the labored breathing of one of his patients. That truck's springs sound like the wheezing of the Coronavirus to me. I call it the Pale Horse.
And he who rode upon it was Death.
And he who rode upon it was Death.
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Type (Dublin Core)
Image
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Date Submitted (Dublin Core)
05/04/2020
Date Modified (Dublin Core)
05/06/2020
12/14/2020
Original Format (Omeka Classic)
Photograph
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