...with no reason for waking

There was a time when I was sad.

"...there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight, and silence that speaks so much louder than words..."

575/700
Black poppy

     

576/700

Shadow

577/700

People, it's not my direction

578/700
...

579/700
I'm not there.

Copenhagen: Shapes and shadows

If Berlin is Mickey Rourke, then Copenhagen is Julien Moore.

Quiet and distant, reserved and elegant, simple and stylish. I liked it and yet...

560/700

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Once under the bridge: eating bugs and bugs eating us

555/700

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559/700

Midsummer solstice

547/700

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