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Au moins avec le confinement on se recentre sur les choses simples et essentielles, comme la famille 😂

Pete must be saying I need a hug Remo!!! Have a great day!!!!

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I made the mistake of introducing my daughter to Minecraft. Now I can't get her off the damn thing.

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Fino al giorno in cui ho scattato questa foto - vale a dire il 5 dicembre 2011 - la mia personale classificazione delle nuvole era questa: "nuvole belle" e "nuvole brutte". Le nuvole belle sono quelle che nei brevi minuti che precedono e seguono il tramonto passano dal giallo oro al rosso porpora. Quelle brutte, invece, oltre ad avere forme particolarmente sgraziate, si ostinano a rimanere inutilmente grigie. Solo in seguito ho appreso che quelle che io chiamavo "nuvole belle" si chiamano in realtà "cirri". Be', buono a sapersi.

Courtside - CS. A!RMAX 1 Pats "FATPACK" @dreamday Event

 

Hoodlem - Zalana Tattoo (BOM) @mainstore

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This one is in top condition for its age. Its a 1971 model.

Fisheye and a bit of HDR just to bring the sky to life a bit more. I love what the Fisheye has done to the wheel and tyer.

7/150.

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My latest 'watch-while-sewing/crocheting/crafting' favourite :)

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I'm a psychedelic addict

Satisfaction is a savage

When the sweetest acid

Slides right into my bones

I'm a psychedelic addict

Lay lay me down on the mattress

Will you just take off my panties and put the shower on

 

Warning contents graphic

But when the water washes away the rebel

You should pick it up and grab it

Before it's gone

  

I gotta confess

First I felt refreshed

But the after taste is bitter sweet

  

All strictly systematic

ABC alphabetic

This focus is faded but baby please

Don't leave me alone

 

Leave me alone

Leave me alone

Leave me alone

 

Pour it out together

I don't set the measure

Only my fate bears responsibility

Baby its whatever

This magical texture

Fills up the void inside of me

 

Think I learned my lesson

On another level

Take me home and put me straight to sleep

Australian favourite biscuits

We can't live without it as is obvious from this view in the middle of the power grid in north Houston, Texas.

Help me I'm hooked on my lovely Coffee Shop in town.

 

1st try for their photo contest on "Your Coffee Shop and you" , I hope I'll win haha

taken be : me

model be:..3zoozi

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these are the non poisonous ones,snow white picked them at the market carefully..

Boys and girls, you have to really try THIS

This is way so much fun, not to mention addictive!

 

I did this 5 minute doodle and i'm hooked!

 

Detail View On White

[The above photo is an extract from a series I did on a drug addict from Winchester called Stephan]

 

Summer 2007

 

Anyone who knows me personally, will know how much I despise any type of drugs. I see this type as the most extreme, and it was hard for me to come to terms with doing this.

The pictures are graphic and true to life. They are hard hitting enough for anyone to feel down. Go ahead and look if you're happy with knowing that fact. I'm not glorifying the act of drug taking. I am simply bringing how disgusting and sad it is closer to people. I told this old man to stop. I BEGGED him to stop. What the? I didn't know what I could do? rip it out his hand? F***, I did what I do... I took photos, I told him he was sick. And I hope they change the way people think ...

 

It's a horrible thing. Watching someone ruin their life. Watching a ruined life, get worse, by doing something so simple, so easily.

   

As I walked out the park I saw These two men, sat down, with a bag of what looked like rubbish. They both waved and said "excuse us mate, please just excuse for what we are doing". I walked on. I noticed a silver spoon in one of their hands, and the other burning it with a lighter from underneath. I carried on out the gate and walked down the road.

 

I suddenly stopped in my tracks. I knew full well what they were doing. I immediately reached down to see what change I had in my pocket, I had several pound coins. A moral dilemma was infront of me especially with my camera hanging over my right shoulder. Do I carry on walking? Do I go back? Is there a right or wrong thing to do? - I take photos. It's what I can do. So I went back and introduced myself.

Me: "Hi, you lads alright for money?"

Younger guy: "If you got a tenner I'll take it mate"

Me: "I tell you what, if you let me take your pics, I'll give you everything I got in my pocket"

Younger guy: "Nah mate, not me, I don't want my pic taken"

Older Guy: "Yeh, you can take pics of me mate".

I sat down infront of the two guys, pulled out nearly 10 quid in change out of my pocket and handed it to the younger one and told him to be sensible with it. Hoping that by some miracle he will put it to some good, and buy himself a decent meal. Fat chance. I shook the older guys hand, and introduced myself. He told me his name was Steph. I told him that first of all, I want him to stop, and that this was no place to be doing something so detrimental to himself. He had obviously heard it a million times before.

 

I lifted my camera to my eye, adjusted the settings on manual mode as if it was second nature and shot for the conditions. I shot with conviction, and never stopped talking to Steph. I tried to level with him about my own experiences with his world, and what I knew about it, unsuccesfully.

 

I asked him if he was getting help, as I watched him slump into a vile state way beyond what I will ever see in my life. I wasn't disgusted. I was saddened. This guy... Needed looking after. I felt helpless to do anything for him.

 

I chatted with both guys for about 20 minutes. We talked about the drug. Getting off it, getting on it, While the belt was still fastened tightly around Steph's bicep.

 

I said my goodbyes and left the park. I walked down to the bottom of the hill and felt I needed to tell someone. I told the police. They'll know what to do, far better than me. I felt bad that I didn't think I could help this miserable old b*stard out. At least he will have got a lift home.

 

As for taking photos. Was it the right or wrong thing to do? Did I make a bad judgement on the spot? Would I be telling you this story now if I hadn't?

My shoes collection on these day.

[Not including Set's shoes and some SD17 shoes which not send to me yet.]

 

OMG----- I think I bought too much.T^T

LOL

 

I love black and red shoes.

There's more of them.[Next time,I must order blue or other color to my collection instead.]

Seriously, I use *EVERY* single one of them. And I *STILL* have a wish list.

Day 171/365

 

"World Cup Addict!!"

 

Just trying to show how people are getting addict on World Cup small details!!!

I hope its worth it...

 

Strobist Info:

580EX II 1/1 power in 28" soft box camera right, another 580EX II with red gel in TTL mode behind my friend for the background.

Triggered via PocketWizard MiniTT1 and FlexTT5.

strobist info:

main light sb900 1/2 and secondary light reflector .

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Dandi (gum used in shoes) addicts at Chittagong Railway Station. They pour these gums into polythene bags and puff it's smell. Most of the homeless young boys are getting addicted to this lethal addiction.

Title: ‎!ADDICTED!

 

Model Matthijs Brooimans

Make-up and 'smokelady': Linda Blauw

 

Photographed with the 70-200 to prevent the photo equipment to be packed with a layer of powder. ;-)

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Scendere giù fino alla riva del lago non è del tutto banale se si vuole raggiungere il punto diametralmente opposto a quello del tramonto: c'è una specie di dirupo - "sdirrubbo" lo si definirebbe in dialetto siciliano - che va affrontato scivolando pian pianino. Di conseguenza, risalire fino al punto in cui avevo parcheggiato l'automobile è stato ancora più difficile. Tra l'altro, le tenebre sopraggiungevano velocemente e io non avevo nemmeno una torcia per orientarmi. Morale della favola: ho fatto un paio di scatti e sono tornato in macchina il più velocemente possibile sfruttando la luce residua del giorno ormai andato. Una volta al sicuro, mi sono guardato intorno per vedere se riuscivo a rubare qualche altro scatto e questo è il risultato. Scattata il 2 dicembre 2011.

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