When you are dandering along and just get stopped in your tracks because Nature is telling you to take a moment and chill the fuck out.
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My friend, seriously, no, just no, all these photos of yours should not disappear into the ephemeral constraints of a space, even one as lovely as CoSo. All your pics should be in an art gallery, real and online, and in a calendar, and in a coffeetable book, and in a poetry and meditation book, and, oh so much more
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