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Two fragments glued onto the pages of a sketch book. An ampersand from What is Life? by Erwin Schrodinger that the wind blew off the book's spine while reading alfresco. Also, a scrap of paper I found in my shoe one day. It says 'please dispose of this carefully'.
The sketch book is a place for the collection of fragments. Like incomplete ideas. Do you like incomplete ideas?