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Romantic self meeting: me, myself and i
Isolation. Not about loneliness, but introspectiveness. Not about a particular place, though i have a totemic tree, quite far from where i live now. More about finding the right movement, the one moment, for me. The one that doesn't exist. The time to walk, to just stop, no matter where, no matter who is looking, and take some pictures of my sincere me of the moment. My movement. My instant. My thoughts come sort of ghosts and look right into my eye. My camera. My mind. My heart. My solitude. My companion.
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