My heart belongs to this city where imagination is kept alive on the streets.
Outside is the fire escape. We need escapes for everything, not only fire. Betrayal is constantly at our heels.
New York, I love you more.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
My heart belongs to this city where imagination is kept alive on the streets.
Outside is the fire escape. We need escapes for everything, not only fire. Betrayal is constantly at our heels.
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new york,
street photography
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