I realize as the 4 pound camera leans off my left shoulder, slowly bending my spine, that I have not been able to put it away, that Barcelona has the most beautiful light that encourages me to inanely frame bits of trash, a freeway overpass, even pigeons for gods sake...I feel like that little girl in petticoats I once was before deciding to be a super serious photographer man. A feeling worth remembering.
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