In the Hudson Valley, the leaves were peeled in the end of October and all were brown. You can take the train out of the city and take motorcycles from the river to the mountainous areas on the rest of the way. There was an old trail in the mountains, and after a few miles of gravel, it was bent with the ground and the new Croaton Dam was seen. About 300 feet of sun -powered stone spanned at a height of about 300 feet at their long position.
The crest was full of visitors when I was below the other side to enter the park at the dam base. Families picnic, baby climbed, friends took pictures. Water and stones were in a way that the word was no longer felt. I missed another ride in the 2023 game of Skyngers Studio, when I was late, many years ago Season: a letter to the future.
The East was born in a slum in the mountains. His father was a poet who never left home. His mother raised her at the time of her death. At the beginning of the game, the name of its pledge is not the same as before: the modernity season that ended a century ago, when people made work progress like the administration’s posters. Gold season, when traveling and communication were common, a short period of cultural exchange. And then the war, when the infrastructure was destroyed, the knowledge of losing and maintaining it, the letters on the rail carts and the gondols. The world became small, and then all the soldiers fell asleep. The weather changed.
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Estyl’s job is to understand the season that is disturbed by the ruins and dreams of war. It is coming to an end, she learns, so she left with a scrapbook to deliver the orchy on the other side of the world. In the meantime, she records the season in drawings and polyroids and audio tapes. As a player, we choose what will be remembered – and what will be forgotten.
After walking over the mountain far away from home, Estyl set the motorcycle for it, a babe Blue Dutch cruiser with drop bars and leather saddle. Color matching racks and fenders look heavy, and white tires are from the bottom of a beach, but it’s all about it. Estyl grabs the rods towards it, walks on the road, steps on the upper bar. Then, she pushes down on the pedal and I feel resistant. Every press of the trigger is similar to the shock of his legs, and the motivations of the Dulences Demand Force with each finger. I push the left, then the right, and I feel the rhythm as if they are learning to ride, and when they start to roll the resistance. This is the first time a memory of removing the training wheels.
Dwarfs through the ruins, the wind turbines, the cargo ships, and the water that make it feel very small, the distance we go so far. Passing through the hills, he has to put all his weight in it because the strokes are tightened, standing on the pedal to get more than gravity and reach the crust. Finally, we descending into a dam, in the valley. One person stops it, says the dam will be destroyed soon, but he allows us to document the remaining evacuation.
Most Season On the last day, the bikes are spent on the bike around Tang Valley, with its inhabitants and record their paste. And every time the Estyel wants to go somewhere else, it has to walk back to his bike, put his leg on the frame, and the friction of the rolling again has to move forward. When he records sites and sounds, the game prepares players to touch with vibration and strength, to connect the players to their world, to paint players in the Easty’s sensors, adding players to its season. But say Season Looks like riding a motorcycle raises a disturbing question: Does a motorcycle rider feel like?
The hepatics alone blows cycling as much as La Crooks suggests fruit icon somewhere. Dolcyns resist, but not like gravity. Season You may not feel that you are on a steel motorcycle struggling to the old Equadict Trail for the city’s manufactured city. How can Narro Road Tire Skangs be translated against large gravel rocks hidden under a new autumn garbage in a game?
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This is also a central issue Season: How to remember the only world knows Estel. She sketches Vista, takes photos, records bird songs and waterfalls and stirring air. She writes observations, who writes the closing period to discover some of the unidentified historians in a reserved document. Or you can maintain the father’s memory between yourself and your son. You can close your eyes and put your tape down to embrace the final song, it was all the Teng Valley. You can choose to feel the power of God and forget your name.
How to capture the whole world in the same account? Question of a player’s choice Season The same is the question of Zaira, the city of Ato Calvino, which is in the “relationship between measuring its place and its past events.” Or the question of George Louis Bourgeges “exactly in science”, in which the cartographers find such a perfection that their non -disconnected maps are made on 1: 1 scales. Riding on a bicycle is not about pedaling, but to overcome the root. Cycling is the story of resistance as it starts to start. So, I do not want you to know the teeth of the wheel turning gears, but when your back is on the back, the feeling is when the world is in your favor at that moment.
I have never visited the Valley Tang, but I have wandered down the Hudson Valley in the summer and I have seen the paths and peaks of the past more than that. And when Estyl descends on a wasted highway away from his house and the distance is seen, I feel the air. I have crossed a dam and felt unbalanced between the lake and the air, which is very much under me. So when I stood at the new Croaton Dam base, I did not feel 297 feet of his masonry, the world’s tallest dam when it was completed in 1906. Nor did I count the volume of all the water in its reservoir.
I thought about how East had never had the name of his season. How was this work left to the historians who never knew, not the poets who remembered? That my season was also changing. I surprised that when history books will be named this time. We cannot see what is above the edge, but I know that gravity will soon surpass us and we will get down somewhere new, fast.
