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Old books.

Broken glass on the street.


Children playing and children sleeping.

Christmas lights inside my hands.

Confetti flying and confetti on the ground.


Fish swimming.

The horizon.

My mother.

Moving shadows.


Old black and white pictures.

Old industrial machine and places.

Outside the window when I wake up.

People’s collections.

People dancing.

People’s eyes.

People walking.

People on public transport.

Petals on the footpath.


The Sea.

The Sky.

Sign talking.

Sparkly things regardless their value.

The Stars.

The underwater world.

The world through camera lenses.

Sun through a cathedral window.

Wind moving trees.

Yellow flowers.

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