Human Stories

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Finally something is happening, I am now on a trolley being rolled along a corridor.

03:18:15

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A disturbing drone evokes a terrifying experience of isolation.

02:33:31

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Intubation, an eternity of discomfort, panic and terror. Day and night merge.

02:47:45

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Strange futuristic banks of machines are monitored by a single nurse, with whom I cannot communicate. I watch, paralysed.

02:23:21

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I become disembodied, hovering and floating above the ward beds

02:27:25

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Noise, chatter and TV is constant, SHUT THE F*** UP!!! An angry beat is enveloped in weird synthopia.

02:43:41

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My universe disappears into an empty corridor. I wait for night and sleep, which will not come.

03:30:27

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Warm, flowing, sensitive and poignant, classical guitars play out a sense of slight sadness at the close of a day.

02:42:40

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Rippling guitars roll forward over evocative chord changes - epic but restrained and stately, with hints of a Spanish landscape.

02:55:53

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Free, drifting evocative guitar melody supported by gentle waves of guitar arpeggios. Floating high above the land and sea.

02:42:40

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Happy, lazy and warm steel string acoustic guitars play a gently rolling piece that harks back to a simpler time

02:08:06

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Steady and flowing, a lovely tune develops through twists and turns as the stream meanders along its course.

02:18:16

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Weightless and pulsing, a soft melody plays over a repetitive and hauntingÊ backing

03:30:27

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