A volume of fleeting moments, each photograph a fragment of my world, free of fixed order, personal and questioning. It is neither a complete story nor an absolute message, only an invitation to look again, to breathe, and to pause over what is often considered ordinary.
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Icecream Apr, 2019

Buying ice cream doesn't mean enjoyment. Cold weather doesn't mean loneliness. The presence of two mysterious men doesn't mean fear. My presence doesn't mean capturing the moment.

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