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los angeles

 

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I met a cowboy at line 92.

he bathed in orchids, pink and white.

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I met him on the way back too.

still he sat in his orchid's light.

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I wondered, why, what is his duty?

what's the purpose of this beauty?

                                           _august 26th

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salt, cider and cigarettes.

8 airplanes in the sky.

                                    _april 26th

 

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paradise is not a place.

its's an ability.

                               _august 16th

 

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Photography: Lea Schweinfurth

Artwork: Lea Schweinfurth

2017

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