Tales of a Flaneur: I saw the skull beneath the skin
Tales of a Flaneur: Covered all over with visible power and beauty
Tales of a Flaneur: Where we happened
Tales of a Flaneur: I can answer only what I know
Tales of a Flaneur: Our true spirit
Tales of a Flaneur: Before the dark times
Tales of a Flaneur: The way is clear
Tales of a Flaneur: But no one passes me
Tales of a Flaneur: A moment by the window
Tales of a Flaneur: Sight before night
Tales of a Flaneur: Warp 9, engage!
Tales of a Flaneur: As if time itself were come
Tales of a Flaneur: Death's dream kingdom
Tales of a Flaneur: We and the land are one
Tales of a Flaneur: Who gazed in breathing wonderment
Tales of a Flaneur: By slant and twist
Tales of a Flaneur: For shelter when
transvox: "My riches consist not of the extent of my possessions but the fewness of my wants."
Tales of a Flaneur: The whole of us
Tales of a Flaneur: Gap of sorrow
Tales of a Flaneur: I know her voice
Tales of a Flaneur: I rise in the city
UrbaceousSentiment: Preserving the memory.
Tales of a Flaneur: People and place
Tales of a Flaneur: Over the neighbourhood
transvox: Cross-lite carpark