The Gathering Of Dead Wood
The gathering of dead wood - driven, pinched in faces between the strain of Van Gogh's setting - had all the more realism hastening down that leaden street. Churning sockets, burdened with the duress of suffering, the street in vigorous winter raced like a bootblack up from the river. Hedged by black stems called trees, rows of withered houses and dim bread shops propositioned rough headlights along a promenade of ice stalks and careening streetlamps. Fast in the cold, faces were juggernauts skating treacherously over the pond of that closed city.
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