Alphabetarion # Breath | Albert Camus, 1947

Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969

“You think about bathing in the sea – thick as velvet, supple and smooth as a wild animal. 
You think about swimming naked, and at night, with the stars, and a friend. Swim till 
you’re far from the world, and breathing together in the same rhythm, and free 
of absolutely everything.”

 Albert Camus, The Plague, 1947

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