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Unknown hands from NYC.
I've spend most part of my life looking at the world thinking how boring or how fascinating it can get to be.
Because of both things I never had the impulse to capture it: I just wanted to feel the fascination and scape from the boredom. Then, after two years, I went back in my diary photographs and suddenly I could see all I was missing. This is the homage and the memory of all that moments I couldn't see. Until now.
Because of both things I never had the impulse to capture it: I just wanted to feel the fascination and scape from the boredom. Then, after two years, I went back in my diary photographs and suddenly I could see all I was missing. This is the homage and the memory of all that moments I couldn't see. Until now.