Here it is: [link]
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Photo RecconnaissanceDereliction and decay. Masonry crumbling, ancient timbers rotting away. These dilapidated buildingsPhoto Recconnaissance
are swathed in the amnesia that belongs to their senility. Dreams and memories from a long forgotten past seem to hover, unowned, in the stale and breathless air.
The minds that might once have possessed them
were long since swept away by the current of the years.
But who is that moving through these empty rooms, disturbing the long uninterrupted silences, causing
the dance of dust motes in the slanting afternoon sun? What sort of creature can he be? These dying structures &
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Where there is dark you will find always find light, you just have to look for it in the right place.
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"Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult, and from noise,
How ye my restless thought delight!"
You have an interesting gallery with many impressive images in it.
Bye till next time,
Ian
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Hippie?
Did you say hippie?
There aint no hippies any more, man.
Their either freeze dried or doin hard time.
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"Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult, and from noise,
How ye my restless thought delight!"
HELLO :3
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I MOVED
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"Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult, and from noise,
How ye my restless thought delight!"
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"Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult, and from noise,
How ye my restless thought delight!"
And yes i will check out your website as well.
My gallery is what the people here like about my website. You may find what they don't like as interesting.
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"Places devoted to the night,
Remote from tumult, and from noise,
How ye my restless thought delight!"
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