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5:30am

There is something magical about walking in a park so early in the morning, marking paths with fresh footsteps.

It feels like drawing the very first lines on a white page, when everything seems still possible. 

Stripped of any expectations and filled with joy of just “being”, those photographic escapades result in simple and authentic images.

 

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