a year agoI spent the summers of my childhood in dilapidated clubhouse on the shore of lake Velence learning to sail and swim. Similar vibes, it was freedom for a child, uncontrolled, unpolished. When the aria got renovated and “revitalized” felt a loss like the, even tho it’s for the better. I loved the romance of… not decay but that simpleness and roughness, that also comes from being a child, in front of whom life is eternal and the now is the only thing there is. But I know as fancy as the aria is now it is still the happy place of others and might be mine as well again someday.
