Global Content pollution

Resistance against the letterGlobal Content pollution by digitization
Sit at the WellActually, not at the fountain, but nearby in the Castle Park, located right in the city center - so there's that place with lawns and paths, rows of flowers at the edges of the gears and everything is laid out funny, and above all there are two fountains, diametrically opposite, and the wells have sprung out of a poem by Caspar David Friedrich, and the columns, and fountains are located opposite each other, arranged symmetrically, and is in the middle, or rather a woman who just holds a wreath in her hand - and we suspect it is a victory statue, - so that is all arranged and diagonally opposite is on the roof of a building, a kind of deer, so what is in English called a 'stag' and that of gold, and the figure looks so in a direction that it forms a tangent to the assembled structure of the spring wells and the Victory statue; turn inclined with respect to this arrangement on another building another statue of gold is on a foot and which is in the form of a hyperbola to the other fabric patterns geared especially when one takes the viewpoints of the figures into consideration, above all, because this figure stands on one leg and almost like a clown just throws an object or has thrown and has been frozen in this movement as a figurine, it is not true that this arrangement would be a overwhelming, but it comes so unexpectedly of all, what we know so because it seems to elude so the linearity and the grid, after which everything was created uniformly has the tradition or self-organizing gathered; - of course there is a hierarchy in this arrangement, a dreamy, playful hierarchy and yet they must somehow be feudal, even if you could not find, as they could get it together as planning and was accompanied by so much freedom - so much soul, a light, sophisticated form, how could that be tolerated and daring, - and that's not all, because there are other components that are organic knit for this pattern further in other areas, and so, for example, on the way that I arrived here, there was a kind of church, and this ancient building with bay windows for the young ladies and in the square stood a Schiller statue with buckled head and a book in his hand and a finger between the pages, but there I stood for a moment, before me on the part of the golden fool me moving toward the square and then across the square followed one of the paths, - there were people everywhere on the scattered benches or on the grass or the steps of the fountain, respectively the base, a mix of people, younger, older, people with children from different cultural background, and I went first so that the square on one of the central ways did not, vertically, or horizontally to the axis of wells and was on base and to consider whether I now should get a coffee at the company office or at the smaller etablissement de nichè - at first I was doing unconsciously so walking toward the Nischenbar without me realizing it was clear that the company office was on the other side of the Castlemall and half way in front of the mini bar, I saw the price and was almost back to back, but then I thought, what the heck, coffee or latte, I test the time now and then I went into the mini barista, and see there was not a long queue of three people, as I thought first, but the people were standing just before the price bid and not even and when they saw me coming, they looked at me - two younger girls - and waved through me quasi further wavin', as I stood at the head of the snakelike queue and immediately being addressed by the Barista regarding as if what's the story, whatcha wanna drink - I drink because sympathetic to Myself, etc. and it was clear that I wanted a latte machikato on a run, normal sized, and he asked me how it was, because of strong bean or rather half-silk, then I said, 'Strong' and the baristas communicated briefly with each other to the extent of coordinating their beverage preparation activities, which went completely painless, and a young, thin Asian, or slightly Asian-style young woman rattled, her back shaking towards myself with her craft equipment around at the blinking Cappucinomaschine while she was showing control forcefully of their forewoman of a slim, Italian-style young woman, - I paid, however, at the blond, bespectacled Barista and put 20 cent tip in the tip pig on that one, the staff sometimes can buy coffee or something, - there were even a few minor interruptions, including from the neighbor of the jewelry store, which would finally have their espresso, and if she now probably finally make some times wanted, and then drop off, or that when the degree is nothing even could pick it up like mentioned, - then I went to the bar across the square, this time from the other side of a loop diagonally descriptive because I was looking for a bank on the square that was still free, and most banks rather pegged fully stood around and those that have just been free or semi-free, while others saw this, and turned down on them so that I, as I rush over they were first, but let sauntering wanted to find the right place, am then pretzel shape to one of the fountains curveballed, and after several banks were leaked and I added a glimmer of hope, have me indulging but not because I heard that from the corner of his eye, that the manager or one or the other, or couples may want the one to monopolize, while I was on a bench over to where the two dark-haired men sat - it was not clear if they were together, and who stayed discreetly in certain different areas of the park and a slight angle watched, one was looking at me almost immediately, while I was in passing easily and for I did clear my throat audibly, and even one of them in passing looked directly at me, which I would not otherwise have done, because they seemed to be of the kind that may not specifically or even may feel almost as offensive, if you just look, I went a few steps further, and described another arc, because now another bank that had become vacant again by other people - a couple - had been occupied, and I actually like a good position in terms of the overall structure had taken, I would most like to sit next to one or two girls, but really there was no space in which free, so I spontaneously asked an elderly gentleman, who was sitting on a bench on which I passed just as it looks for, and whether there is space, and made it easy institutions me there to sit and what I, as my request was positively summoned, did, and there I was at last on the field and was able to rest the gentler for October weather and relaxed, enjoying the fun and scenery of the people in the square and the sophisticated arrangement of the same, with the woman who proffers the wreath in the middle of the fountain around it, as well as the golden deer headed slightly to the right and set back in my back behind the tree leaves slightly turned to the left, but with scope and action toward the very right front towards the lake finally there was - the golden fool; -