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This is … absolutley incredible!

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Chantal Akerman filming A couch in New York in 1995 by Carl De Keyzer.

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Thomas Hoepker. China. Guangxi Province. Yangshuo. 2001. An old peasant woman with spinal deformation goes to work in the rice fields with the Karst mountains on the horizon.

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Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

(via bl-ossomed)

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Pass over the Atlas Mountains above the Dadès Gorges, Morocco

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Sasha Kichigina by David Urbanke.

#wow

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Another Magazine Spring/Summer 2016 Model: Lineisy Montero Photographer: Mark Peckmezian

#Lineisy Montero

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Acne Studios - Spring Summer 2015

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touki bouki by djibril diop mambéty, ‘73.

#film

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04.28.16 GOOD MORNING SUN!!! Off to fail some exams this morning, then two doctors appointments…living my dream, am I right ladies?

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Concept: I finish school. The job I work isn’t my dream job but I enjoy doing it greatly still. It pays enough to cover everything I might need. My bills are never overdue. Money is not a thought in my head. I have a place to live. So do my dogs. It is nice and warm, I have some plants, my bookshelves are full, my sheets are always clean. There is time to read at the end of a day. I read a lot. Thinking is a good thing. I meet up with friends regularly, old and new. They love me. We make memories. I have nothing to be ashamed of. I travel a few times a year, always different places. The places I see steal my breath away. The people I meet teach me of life. They are good. There is no war. The sea calls to me and pay visit. I am independent. I am content.