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Max Baur, Autumn in the Park, 1940s, vintage gelatin silver print
In the Land of Ever Mists II.
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“I wanted to write a book about all the people I knew and loved before I forgot them, but I see that my book is something else now. I see that I have been praying a selfish prayer for myself. I see that I have been praying this prayer…Please tell me I existed. Please tell me I was born. Please tell me I sang, and laughed, and danced, and saw and dreamed. I am beyond fucking memories now. It is a time for forgetting. God bless the forgotten. God bless the forgetful.”
— Scott McClanahan, Crapalachia (via emmaylor)
Robert Doisneau. Terminal SNCF. France. 1945
“i asked her, out of all the boys she could’ve loved in this world, why she chose him. and with hands shaking from the cold, and tired eyes from sleepless nights, she told me that she couldn’t remember.”
— the reason why
“why even bother trying?”
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