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The steam rose and puddled at the ceiling, creating rivers of eucalyptus that streamed into my chest when I inhaled. The heat was too much to handle, every pore in my body open and spilling forth all toxins and ringing me out of impurity. 478 more words
A request for a meeting with Helene van der Berg, Stockholm Coastguards regarding the bath-house pavilion.
Hej Helene van der Berg,
An enquiry about the Sjöräddnings Sällskapets/Kallbadhusets pavilion on Skeppsholmen
My name is Stuart Mayes and I am a student in the department of Architecture History and Theory at The Royal Institute of Art on Skeppsholmen. 356 more words