These are some of my favorite pictures from yesterday. A friend took me down into the dark depths of the Old City and out the other side, through a people-less village of makeshift houses, and up a hill. 231 more words
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its meant to be disorientating, isnt it?
- the ice cream dropped onto his shirt. the sadist loved the brain freeze. people asked him to take off his sunglasses, which he would refuse, frightened of what they would both see. 298 more words