Fragments of time is a paralyzed moment. 

 A paradoxical between the reality and the desires, the involvement of your deepest, obscure, secret and senseless desire with the force of reality, the visual language of the places you pass and the being of being with the moment you live.

 What is the connexion of that?  What is between the lines? Witch is the force that pushes it to happen, to paralyze to get numb, to exist? To Deflating the social ego? to Design Experiences?

 who accompanies us in these moments, apart from fate works sculpted to paralyze us in an eternal moment, choice, or pure coincidence? What would be the intention, the voice, behind the choice?

 What is on you, that is anywhere else in the world?

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               Mayana Ramos Moreira