Oh, to Grow Up, to Grow Up Quickly!
So September, as almost always immaculately cheerful and Łódź again with a full mouth, four-cultural (direct injection, LPG, turbocharging, catalyst, of course). Łódź city funny, city saving (like Babel and Babadak, but not yet Berlin), aware of the importance of each of her movements. In concentration, like a prządka, Parka celebrates every thread of her past. More congresses, festivals, and events on the vidnorug. Enhancement.
So September, as almost always immacubly sunny.
We open up to different cultures, we plant like a grandmother in the summer. Let's read an emigrant's remark from 1955: "(...) what were the possibilities of intellectual, aesthetic, philosophizing between me and Argentina? I was fascinated by the pit in this country, and it was the mountain. I was captivated by the darkness of Retro, theirs - the lights of Paris. For me, this unconfessed, silent youth of this country was a vibrating confirmation of my own emotional states and thanks to this the country captivated me like a melody - or as a preview of a melody. They didn't see any beauty in it. (...) they didn't see any asset in it and this Argentine elite was more like a docile and diligent youth whose ambition was to learn from the elderly as soon as possible. Ah, not to be young! Ah, to have mature literature! Ah, match France and England! Ah, grow up, grow up quickly! And anyway, how could they be young, if personally, of course, they were already people of a certain age, and their personal situation conflicted with the general youth of the country, their belonging to a higher social class excluded real fusion with the bottom. (W. Gombrowicz, Journals 1953-1969, Saturday, 1955 ). Ah, grow up quickly, did we ever want something more? Ah, if the attendance of charters with trips to ms3 She jumped flying to MoMa and the Louvre in Abu Dhabi!
Couldn't our collections, our accumulated collections be immediately adult, ancient, mossy from maturity? So far, we are experimenting with dust.