Tag: black and white
It takes so little to embody the femme fatale. To wrap oneself in mystery and glamour. To cease to feel like a fragment in a complex scenario and feel the scenario revolving around oneself. Everybody knows.
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We were all young, once. We were all crossing the street on our Saturday evenings, heading for our pleasures or displeasures. We were all full of expectations, good or bad. We were all better persons, or maybe even worse persons. We were different.
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Man posture echoes his inner dispositions. Likewise architectural lines surrounding him. Strong contrasts and movements in the urban landscape to amplify and make human features long-lasting.
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The small Icelandic horse in his thick coat of fur doesn’t mind listening to the wise words of the human. As long as crackers are dispensed acordingly to his taste.
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It always surprises me more to see things like a tanker in the middle of nowhere after a long trip than seeing a pink rabbit hopping on a electric blue lawn. And this surely makes the world more interesting. Not that I see many pink rabbits mindlessly hopping, anyway. In case you’re wondering.
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