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With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
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In these lines rolls EriBluff’s photography
Photography where you can see a spontaneity stolen from the street, the old mocking street that welcomes a world full of magic, art and displays only those who have time to sit and admire it.
Images of no plasticity.
Images of life.