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The Sound of Pictures

emilyhlavacgreen_catlins_filmI’m walking against the current of ice air- the kind that numbs your cheeks and waters your eyes- and thinking about the accompanying soundtrack to these cool days and nights that feel like they were made for music.

Condensation on windows looks like it sounds like fragments of synth and crystalline beads in minor keys. The air feels like a dusky coal haze recorded in a giant bathtub. Or a deep hum stifled beneath blankets.

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