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Like memory. Daily story · 27 October, 2012
  • This is not a photograph of a moment.

    In my most recent escapade to the West, my film got stuck in a frame. I must have taken 30 shots on that one frame, maybe more.

    I forgot what I tried to capture. Where I was. What I felt. Who was with me.

    This one photograph holds time and a few stories of loved ones, strangers, city lights, country roads, the ocean, and maybe one of my reflections.
    It is all together, unrecognizable. Beautiful.
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