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| Cabo Espichel, May 2013 |
Something approaches as I approach it. Something, I say, as if in an inappropriate romanticism. I shall look through the camera on that moment. Maybe, sometimes, expecting something to happen, but when it happens I decide not to click. As I've freed myself from that moment I await the next one and then click. Only then realizing that was the moment I was expecting, when I'm no longer in the center of the attention, 'something' had just happened apart of me.
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