I feel terrible. I feel like I couldn't even be bothered to take out my camera. Maybe that's what an entire year of art school does to you. You suddenly think you actually need a good reason to take pictures.
Hell, I need a good reason to take pictures. Give me one.
Hell, I need a good reason to take pictures. Give me one.
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10 AM, at the migdal.
Be there or be squere.