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One should really use the camera as though tomorrow

you’d be stricken blind. To live a visual life is an

enormous undertaking, practically unattainable. I have

only touched it, just touched it.

Dorothea Lange

You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior

dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to

infinity, which is the number of grains of sand.

Jorge Luis Borges