Santorini elegy, 10.c
10. During such a misty, damp autumn afternoon in Oia, right after the rainstorm, a hyper-northener like Edvard Munch could, very well even here, in the Mediterranean, see the horrifying hues of his famous “Scream” (“infinite scream passing through nature,” as he himself had described it). [2096]
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the lens and the personal 