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Sade Olutola

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Discoholic 🪩
cherry valley forever

Andulka
todays bird
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Three Goblin Art
trying on a metaphor

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
YOU ARE THE REASON

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ojovivo
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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@amour-estmort
cousteau, the whale
Boyhood ad by myself
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Summer Lovers, 1982
“(Before he met Sophie, Hans hated his feet, or he thought he hated them—they were hopeless at dancing, rather stubby and the slightest touch made them recoil. He felt they were guilty, but of what he did not know. Guilty of being the way they were, averse to being shoeless, getting cold at night. That afternoon when Sophie bared his feet for the first time, she studied them at length and gave them her simple blessing: I like your feet, she said. And she planted a kiss on the tip of his big toe. Nothing more. It is the small things in life that change you, reflected Hans…From that moment on, Hans began walking barefoot around the room.)”
— Andrés Neuman, Traveller of the Century (trans. Nick Caistor & Lorenza Garcia)
by elinekarlsdatter
The Hours (2002)