An idea has been nagging me – the idea that you can’t complain about your life not being beautiful. You have to find the beauty, in fact, you have to fucking fight for it – beauty, just like love, or thrills, or success, or happiness, is something you do not get for nothing.
So here it is.
So here it is.
a hand-decorated envelope
this is where I’ve taken Africa with me
film camera
the tourists on the tower and the rising smoke
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