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Cold and sour.


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2011, Badwater Basin, Death Valley, California, United States. Feels like lost in the earth’s bowels, a raw matter yet to become, yet unable to grow. Heat you know will come, senseless beating like paying dues
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Smoking light.


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The beauty I found in you. Taken in Salento, Puglia, Italy, 2012.

Rider in Soho.


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2012 Soho, Manhattan. New York City.

A piece.


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Never actually knew what to expect from the Berlin Wall. I mean, as a son of the seventies, child in the eighties and dumb, shy, estranged as I was till last day go the nineties,
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Steps when no one is here.


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“Fatigue from hours of driving through unknown, to me, lands suddenly vanished. Lifted like my torn backpack being pulled from unknown hand of grace; yet checking and it’s still there. I’m in Stockholm. My goal.
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The mood for a day (Something I was looking for).


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“Mixed sensations arose as something I was looking from a long time was trying to reveal itself. The place made me recall so many others, maybe I was just exhausted. Already. Distance to my goal
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We don’t need to leave home to find better places. We don’t need to leave home to wander staring at the sky. We need to leave home because the world is immense wonder. We need
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The armor of a woman is nude skin. Power above matter, nature in its beginning. Sings as a voice of truth, stands like a told dream. Grace is hers to innocence and damnation. Impossible canvas.
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As I see people around me.


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You can spend a life severe, worried, busy, sacrificing to fulfil one goal, one objective. Then you kick the bucket. Or you can try to be happy, doing what makes you feel good, along those
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