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What the Water Gave Me, 1938, Frida Kahlo
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Nickolas Muray, February 15, 1892 – November 2, 1965.
With Frida Kahlo in 1939.
“Finally, she said: “I’m lonely” — it’s weird but you tell the wolves things, sometimes. You can’t help it, all these old wounds come open and suddenly you’re confessing to a wolf who never says anything back. She said: “I’m lonely,” and they ate her in the street.”
— Catherynne M. Valente, from “The Wolves of Brooklyn,” The Bread We Eat in Dreams. (via weltenwellen)