[yayoi kusama - infinity mirrored room]

Requested by motherflaca (ages and ages ago).

'“There are little pockets of old time in London, where things and places stay the same, like bubbles in amber,” she explained. “There’s a lot of time in London, and it has to go somewhere—it doesn’t all get used up at once.”

“I may still be hung over,” sighed Richard. “That almost made sense.”'

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