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Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   a hole in the night


   I tripped over Croatia on my way from Bosnia and Herzegovina to Montenegro. I landed softly because everything was made from cotton candy, but it was too sweet for me. I tried hitchhiking out of it all, waiting for a four-wheeled benefactor that never showed. Word in Bosnia was that Croatia is a little colder. Word. No hesitant slowing, no question marks in their eyes, no one inclined to the shoulder, no nothing. After an hour or two I trudged to the bus station. Goodbye country.


a glimpse


The coast is where it all began, yesterday, and where it will all end, tomorrow.

Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   afterglow, glow, glow

Our forefathers built fortresses on cliffs to keep out the other, but all they really did was locking themselves in.

Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   stone on rock

places / stories






places / stories


Dubrovnik / Everyone Was Where Everyone Was


Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   where the sea landed

Dubrovnik reeked of tourism and kelp, not entirely unpleasant, just another victim of its own success and glory, swallowing itself whole. But as everywhere, everyone was where everyone was and the back alleys were empty, fresh, and real, especially after the night washed out the day.



Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   we are all here, always


Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   man and his wall



and just like that, Rose the rose rose where it was darkest


Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   dark rose


cat and fish, catoonish



Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   catfish



Dubrovnik / Croatia · 2017   cruising into the roundabout




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With all that shingle mingle and cobble wobble going on, Europe looked pretty cozy in its old gold skin. see more





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