We hoped the skies to clear. We hoped the things would not go the way they did. A little bit of cloud here and there but no rain only shadows and pain. The village was somewhat deserted. Those left behind eyed us with big suspicious eyes. The little girl with the yellow dress was in the middle of it all. The little they were all marionettes. Thus was the state of Bavaria then. That was our fate now and back then.
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Bavaria is a project by Hulki Okan Tabak
It is inspired by the great short poem of the same name by Mary Ruefle.
It has been generated by experimentation with text inputs to the AI with relatively limited editing afterwards.
The pieces of the collection will start to be min...