Verdict A gyrfalcon stares through the camera lens, opalescent eye a world entire. I am swept into its atmosphere, caught by its pearly beak. To one side, a hater types a disdainful photoshopped, bent on puncturing communion. Why do you
Verdict A gyrfalcon stares through the camera lens, opalescent eye a world entire. I am swept into its atmosphere, caught by its pearly beak. To one side, a hater types a disdainful photoshopped, bent on puncturing communion. Why do you











