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Ahhhh, July!

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Passive Resistance, Istanbul, 2014

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Hello April....

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William Eggleston, Downtown Morton, Mississippi, ca. 1970.

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Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander along the streets and the squares and the paths by the canal, absently sensing the lips of dampness through my worn soles, I carry proudly my ineffable happiness. The centuries will roll by, and schoolboys will yawn over the history of our upheavals; everything will pass, but my happiness , dear, my happiness will remain, in the moist reflection of a street lamp, in the cautious bend of stone steps that descend into the canal’s black waters, in the smiles of a dancing couple, in everything with which God so generously surrounds human loneliness.

Vladimir Nabokov, “A Letter That Never Reached Russia” From The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (via liquidnight)

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Goodnight, Ganymede

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