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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag

Showing posts with label Day Two Hundred Twenty Eight. Show all posts
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Sunday, August 16, 2009

Day Two Hundred Twenty Eight

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