Cigarettes and ashes.
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While this is a fairly simple looking image, a lot of work went into the editting of this photo. There was quite a bit of masking, colour-correcting and resizing involved. 14 more words
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Morning Swim? By CpSingleton © 2017
In his cotton gown, Wheezy Richardson lay back.
His spine ached these days, though it was more out of the lack of burden than the weight of it. 162 more words
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