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Everything vibrated from all the fluctuations in these swollen streets, and from the melodies of the slums and stores and skylines, and from the weight of all these lives. Everything that mankind had come up with and endured so far existed here. Intricacies were carved into the temples and religions deep into the cultures and mindsets. And if it really were deities who had made it all, they had done a wonderful job, freehand and with a wink.
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glimpse: LIVES I’VE NEVER LIVED | When I see you and the place you call home so tenderly, it reminds me of a life I’ve never lived, a dream I’ve never dreamed; but my longing is painless, my melancholy sweet, my smile pure.
glimpse: TRAIN TRACK TREK TALES | Leading past ocean horizons, snuggly tea-valleys, and neon rice, Sri Lanka’s train journeys are de facto destinations, at least for tourists. But the train tracks carry more stories to those who listen: plots of struggles, resilience, and fortitude, plots of the people, of the people who travel the rails by foot, who live the rails.
KLCC, Kuala Lumpur / Malaysia · 2015 night leaking into the light
Jaipur / India · 2015 boxes
Pushkar / India · 2015 holy holy lake
Jakarta, Java / Indonesia · 2015 Kota (Javanese public transport)
Hoi An / Vietnam · 2015 picturesque at its best
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Jakarta / Beautifully Ugly
inner beauty & authentic travel - less pretty cities well worth the visit
Why pretend that you are easy on the eyes of strangers who are just checking you out, soon off to generic liaisons on Bali? You aren’t Kuta, you don’t wear makeup. You look run down. Your old town has seen much better days. And you don’t smell so nice either. But you have character. And soul. And true Javanese street scenes. explore
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Night Delight
allures of the dark side
...for the daring nocturnal creatures among us, there is a deserted, silent world waiting after hours; and like moths we flutter towards its discoveries, wherever a speck of light flecks the darkness. see more
photos | essays
Disposable Nature
Man emptying his convenience store
Walks into nature like a convenience store, grabs a bunch of animals and trees, a few liters of ocean, until the shelves are empty. see more
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The Street Around the Corner
tripping over nothing in everyday streets
Not imposing any art on them or desperately extrapolating some moxie that isn’t there, I strip their description down to only one statement and this is final: these are streets. see more
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