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Pridvor is a Home on the Internet.
Which you take with you wherever your steps may lead. You don't risk finding yourself completely submerged in the unknown, because you know exactly where you can safely rest. Where you can nourish and rest. Literally.
In Pridvor, you find pieces of hearts, dressed in various colors. You read, you marvel, you recuperate, and it's as if you don't want to leave anymore. And if, at some point, you still have to detach yourself, you don't leave empty-handed. You take with you a piece of a colorful heart, written and read with soul, and, without being able to explain it, without knowing why, you place it on your own heart.
Which, lately, without knowing why, without being able to explain it, you feel is rather gray. Rather empty. Rather thirsty. Rather lonely, perhaps. Or rather fearful.
And you realize with joy that that piece fits perfectly. And the color suits it well, it enlivens it.
And, paraphrasing the well-known fragment from „The Coward” by Emil Gârleanu, the heart dares and awakens from numbness:
„Perhaps I'll meet another friend”, he/she thought, and the thought replied:
„Perhaps you'll meet another friend...”.
Not just one.
Many friends! With beautiful hearts, from which they naturally give a piece to others too.
Through whom they tell everyone, in various but clear ways, about „The Knower of Hearts” and „The Joy above all joy”!
Aniela Târnaucă
Photography by Simona Andrușcă