Moving between mountain silence and city neon, between private ache and communal light, Ludke traces love and loneliness, memory and renewal, with language that smolders and flashes. Each page feels both intimate and mythic, as if every line were a signal across vast distances: to the living, to the gone, to the hidden parts of ourselves.
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