Mara Ploscaru:
I remember that I had a reverie in the moment of taking this image.
Mara Ploscaru:
beige
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I saw that dog lying in there, where the marks are drawing the direction of our destination.
Mara Ploscaru:
the mountain, that I visit everytime I’m home. It always looks different and always reminds me how little the humanity is.
Mara Ploscaru:
redhead
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the hallway back to my childhood
Mara Ploscaru:
theblackhole
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In this room grew up Stefan. It’s warm and bright in there.
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that morning I saw the leafs being swallowed here.
Mara Ploscaru:
blackseaside
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she is cristina
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nature sculpting ice stalactites.
Mara Ploscaru:
I often like to hide under the bed’s sheets. It feels like living in a cocoon, waiting to be born again; or not.
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modern office. I wonder if there work turkish women.
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somnia 01
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somnia 02
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somnia 03
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somnia 04
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somnia 05
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somnia 06
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iulia-11
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iulia
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iulia-9
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iulia-3
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iulia-11
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iulia-16
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KATZE
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paie
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