To hung up. To aerate. Hunging up and airing, airing and hunging up. I find inhuman (which is not in the measure of the human being, it is not atrocious, it is not cruel, it is simply non-human) the architecture that despises the human being...
Is it forbidden to hang heavy clothes?...
The large towel covers the intimate garment, which does not have to be in sight of anyone, no one cares what procession it is worn inside. But there is always an enlightening point of view. And there is always someone who looks at it dirty, even...
There are clotheslines that have a mouth! They are Windeaters. They eat the wind and they eat whoever wears the clothes. Aurora, once upon a time, didn't wait for a striped, cheerful dress to dry, as her neighbour, Aunt Victoria, had already warned her, and...
Here in the corner of the building, a neighbour's man clothes and a neighbour's woman clothes are hanging out while drying, sunbathing. Meanwhile, their dressers ones in their toils. And couldn't they do like their clothes, and stop for a moment, and bask in the sun...