Sometimes I see you with your head in the clouds and your heart on the floor.
You’re a beautiful confusion, a jungle city whose true nature cannot be paved. Though I’ve known you all my life, as I fumble my way home I frequently become hopelessly, irretrievably lost. In my photographs I try to find you.
Please — for once — hold still.
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