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I most probably don’t know how to photograph people. I avoid them in landscape like escapes.

I most probably don’t know how to photograph people. I avoid them in landscape like escapes.

Before, during and after the trip, always look for the signs.
We’ll call it the Tuscany trip.
While the world is in rehearsals for the end of the world, actually they have just started about a half an hour ago, or fussing about the higher political-agenda-and-the-future-of-mankind, I have a tendency to write about totally irrelevant things.
I intend to carry on.
I get satisfaction walking past the car stuck in the traffic jam.
I am increasingly disenchanted with the city, if I ever were.
Riding the subway stimulates my thinking process.
I can be an acute observer. Only sometimes I also have to participate.
I hate it when the road police who never do their job decide to start doing it and start with the poor guy whose car broke 5 meters away from the traffic light, it’s not in the way, and the driver is busily sweating under the car hood to fix it. Guys! if you have suddenly discovered your balls, try them with the “BMW drivers” in this city!
I am leaving again.
I am not sure about having a job in the very close future. I also don’t know exactly what I’d like.
Wake up, drink coffee, go back to sleep. That’s one f*ck3d cycle! I am past the first two stages.
