Cuzco, Peru, 1988-1992. Lou Di Giorgio

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Cuzco, Peru, 1988-1992. Lou Di Giorgio
everyone go to NASA’s Landsat and reblog with your name spelled out by earth’s landscapes
A home in the leafy Vedado, Old Havana, Cuba
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Cuba, 1997 ↝ Abbas · a pink cake carried by bicycle through the streets
i just can't convey the frustration and sorrow that it's been to grow up at first without the internet and then watching it bloom into this useful, fun, connecting force you sometimes spent time on, only for it to degrade into this constant oppressive waste of time and energy where people are constantly pumping out algorithmically designed content for max algorithmic appeal and even the most simple search generates either no results or an infinite abyss of ai generated slop none of which is usable or correct. we briefly had a library of alexandria and then fed it into a paper shredder so advertisers could sell a random mash of pulp back to us at a premium.
y uds cómo andan
Port-Au-Prince, Haiti
Guatemala, 1989. Flor Garduño
Cap-Hatïenne, Haiti, 1980's
Venezuela; Wayuu, 1930-1939. Yvonne Sauphar
You do not have to stay up and wait. The end of the world is not coming. You do not have to act as a witness. Nothing bad will happen if you close your eyes. Go to sleep. The man called Jesus is dead. The terror of that night was over a long time ago. Humans hurt each other all the time. It doesn't mean anything. There is nothing you can do about it right now. It's late. The world will still be there in the morning.
Go to sleep.
photography by juliana rocha for santa maria
Ballet in the favela, São Paulo, Brazil | Alex Almeida
jequié, bahia, brazil