February 2010
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so what’s thinking hard this time, it’s hard to believe it’s a...
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he wanted to be the impossible: an average, normal, uncomplicated human being...
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it’s commonplace to see cyclists overtaking the cars, completely out of...
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he said, “i love you”
she said, “i would love to write an essay about you
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14828.) I wish I had told you I loved you.
Every time I remember the fact that you’re moving and I’ll never see you again, I want to hurt myself badly. Maybe then you wouldn’t leave. I regret not telling you that I love you. And even though we can still talk via internet, it will never be the same and I want you to know that I’ll never find anyone else like you and I don’t expect to.
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i’m going away for a while., but I’ll be back. don’t try to follow me, ‘cause...
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“Each work grows, stays, decays- integral parts of a cycle which the photograph shows at its height, marking the moment when the work is most alive. There is an intensity about a work at its peak that I hope is expressed in the image. Process and decay are implicit.”
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