New York during the Four Seasons
Text: David Šalamun
Photos: Meta Krese
Založba /*cf, 2005
I gradually began to feel fed up with it all. Too many impressions, too many people. Sometimes when I walked the streets, I got the feeling that an army of apathetic people was marching towards me. I felt uncomfortable observing the divide between the rich and the poor. I didn’t know anymore what I was doing there. I felt like I had slowly started to burn out.