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Photography | Georgia, USA

#TravelTuesday Here's 12 shots that prove Georgia truly is a peach. #Photography

Georgia has come along way since the events seen in Gone With The Wind, but terms of beauty, this Southern-state has remained much the same. Comment below to let me know which of these 12 shots is your favourite Adrian SchwarzAshley KnedlerIan SchneiderJames MordenJeffery ErhunseKatie ManningMatias N ReyesNicholas BrownlowRoya Ann MillerRyan JohnsStephen CookTyler Edic

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Ryan Johns;

You have been awarded 70 PSI points through interaction.

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Ryan Johns;

You have been awarded 100 PSI points for the Abbey Grand Reopening Event.

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Ryan Johns;

You have been awarded 972 PSI points through interaction.

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Ryan Johns;

You have been awarded 100 PSI points for participation in the Assault on Avery.

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Ryan Johns;

You have been awarded 50 PSI points for participating in the chatzy. 

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Buildings Burn // Zach & Ryan

Smoke still rolled in lazy waves from the remains of the brownstone; thick clouds of gray and black clung to stone guts and broken windows while an optimistic breeze kept trying to pull the smoke free. Stripped out of his protective gear, Zach watched the building from a relatively protected spot upwind. There was still time before the drive back to the station, even if the situation was largely contained, and the couple minutes of relative quiet felt damn good. ‘It could have been worse,’ his brain said, ‘it could have.’ No one had died, not on scene anyway, and that had to be good enough.

Still, the blaze sat wrong in his stomach. He didn’t investigate--paperwork made him itch on principle, but the building had gone way too fast and way too much. Rolling his shoulders to get rid of the tightness, Zach stretched his neck and frowned at the vaguely familiar silhouette walking around the scene. Well, guess he wasn’t the only one twitchy about this fire. “Johns? Hey, what’re you doing in my neck of the woods?” He grinned, walking toward the detective with two sealed bottles of water.