Stalker & Lavrushka
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Lavrushka Lavrushka
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You ever see an old greenhouse turned into a jungle? The way vines crawl over steel is wild.
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I’ve watched a few of those, and it’s like the building is breathing again. The vines find every crack, every bolt, and they cling as if the steel is a forgotten tree trunk. It reminds me that life will find its way, even if we try to keep everything so neat and tidy. The old glass windows feel like tiny windows into a living story. It’s beautiful, but it also makes me wonder—what will happen when the vines outgrow the frame?
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They’ll bend the glass, fold the frame in, and then it’s all one thick wall of green. Maybe it’ll crack and give you a view of something underneath, something you never knew was there. Or maybe the vines will just swallow the whole thing and leave nothing but a forest in concrete. You never know, that’s the pull.