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People become oblivious to the world around them, and if the bus that suddenly appeared over the hill hadn't been stopping anyway, chances are they would have missed it.
Folded paper envelopes filled with typewritten notes called "letters" were once very common. They did require this thing called postage (or a stamp) so the postal service would deliver them. Emails and texts contain less effort and often less thought.
Mi segunda propuesta para el reto semanal. La semana pasada no pude participar y esta lo hago por partida doble.
Y para variar de la estética de la foto anterior, aquà he jugado con pinceles y texto para darle un aire diferente.
Texto: Mariposa de otoña. Pablo Neruda
Aujourd'hui, des innocents sont morts ou blessés à Paris... à chaque seconde, il y en a d'autres dans le monde... Je suis choquée, triste de voir tant de violences entre les peuples... Je ne sais pas où l'on va en tant qu'être humain... et qu'est-ce que ça veut dire humain...
Today, innocent people are killed or injured in Paris ... every second, there are others in the world ... I'm shocked, sad to see so much violence between peoples ... I do know where you are going as a human being ... and what does that mean human ...
Just a simple candid street style Snap captured at London UK of two guy's busy texting probably to each other.
THANK YOU KINDLY" to anyone who finds this shot good enough to put amongst their "FAVES".
"THANK YOU KINDLY" to anyone who finds this shot good enough to leave a "Comment", I'll do my very best to reply to you individually.
"The more often we see the things around us - even the beautiful and wonderful things - the more they become invisible to us. That is why we often take for granted the beauty of this world: the flowers, the trees, the birds, the clouds - even those we love. Because we see things so often, we see them less and less."
Joseph B. Wirthlin
Location: Berlin,Germany