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Telling stories.Frame by frame.

“I love to

imagine walking

through the streets in this

photo. I can picture them all.”

“I still have no idea what that thing is.”

“That’s my kind of train station.”

“He dips his fingers

in the strings and

paints a melody.”

“Hills preside dozily

over the valley,

as old men do.”

Golden hour

in a golden

year.

“Sometimes the true personality doesn’t come out until they forget you’re there.”

“Sometimes you get the feeling that the

castle has forgotten you’re there, as if you’re irrelevant.”

“The bridge

transcended

its purpose

of connecting

two points and

became a destination.”

Photos byDavid Hutchinson