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Naked Cities Journal

A collection of writings about place space writing and art …

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Naked Cities Journal attempts to bring together a number of passions that have captivated me over a lifetime: a love of exploring the urban landscape and its extraordinarily diverse range of places and spaces; a love of journeys both internal and external; a love of keeping writer’s notebooks; and a love of Urban Studies an intellectual discipline – Marcus D. Niski
Posted on May 23, 2018

Rooftops

rooftopMN-3Rooftops – Salzburg, Austria

© Marcus D. Niski  2018

Posted on May 23, 2018

Rooftops

rooftopMN-5Rooftops – Salzburg, Austria

© Marcus D. Niski  2018

Posted on May 23, 2018

Rooftops

rooftopMN-6Rooftops – Salzburg, Austria

© Marcus D. Niski  2018

Posted on May 23, 2018

Rooftops

rootopMN-7Rooftops – Salzburg, Austria

© Marcus D. Niski  2018

Posted on May 12, 2018

Broadway — For Earth Below

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Posted on May 12, 2018

Simoneteffect – Pure Black & White

4 men’s chitchat.

via — Simoneteffect – Pure Black & White

Posted on May 10, 2018

Red Light District — Travel Between The Pages

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Posted on April 27, 2018

Ghost Sign — Liminal Narratives

They are there. And you have seen them. Perhaps from a train as it lurches and jolts over the points and junctions outside a city terminus. A glance through the window and they emerge into view. Or, perhaps, on a busy street, you raise your eyes from pavement and shopfront to glimpse what you have […]

via Ghost Sign — Liminal Narratives

Posted on April 18, 2018

confident weirdness — .documenting.the.obvious

i saw a red door in berlin spandau, 2018

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Posted on April 17, 2018

My First Memory of Librarians — Travel Between The Pages

A last tribute to libraries and librarians for National Library Week from the brilliant Nikki Giovanni. MY FIRST MEMORY (OF LIBRARIANS) This is my first memory: A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky wood floor A line of green shades—bankers’ lights—down the center Heavy oak chairs that were too low […]

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