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DAVID LULIC
My first memory was not a lullaby. It was sirens swallowing the night.
My mother covering windows. Television light on frightened faces. buildings learning how to disappear.
I grew up believing beauty was temporary. That every room could become a ruin.
Maybe that's why I build worlds before they burn.
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HLEKTRIKOS / stop 01 / arrival
Project type
Cinematic Fashion Film
Date
2026
Location
Athens
she arrives quietly,
as if the moment had already begun
without her.
the place does not change,
only repeats itself
in small, familiar gestures.
nothing feels new,
nothing feels remembered—
only the sense
that she has stepped back
into something
that never moved forward.
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