i don't recall when exactly that happened but i started making friends with strangers in the streets again. it might have been sometime in winter. it must have been when i was back on the road.i never fully grasp why they decide to do so, but they tell always me stories. some are endearing, some are heartbreaking, some amusing. the latter isn't too common, tho. i hardly ever ask about their names but it doesn't seem to be of great importance.
14/06/2011
29/05/2011
26/03/2011
22/03/2011
21/02/2011
so it turns out putting a project aside for half a year does work well for me... a pretty good thing to discover, especially with at least another three waiting in a line. plus i wanna go back there again, which i haven't felt in quite a while.
and just for the record, the snaps in triptychs haven't been taken by me. the boys in the photos have done so, however.
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