Tag: Reykjavík
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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