Article # 36

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The stories we sell, what we choose to read and speak of, if not for you I would stay folded upon the ground, we exist by relation, your story is not your own, but shared by all, influenced by things seen and not, aggregates gather to remember the face, we are not alone, as your existence is my own, tell me who you are, if I should listen, may I learn how we came to be in this moment, but depart before the conclusion.

Image and words by: Josh Fleming

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