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29.04.2011. @ 15.34, Stari Grad, Croatia. By a small village along the coast, a 10-year-old boy is killed by a passing car. Waiting for someone to take him away. At 18.38, we’re still waiting. Family howling in a house by the road. And the father. If pain had a sound. I did not know at first if they were people or wolves. The older onlookers wince; they know that sound well. It comes with the territory, it seems. Younger people laugh nervously... They will not remember the inappropriateness of their behaviour, when their time comes to experience pain like that. There's a dandelion by the road. I take a picture. Don't know what else to do. More screams. The old man standing in front of me bends over and picks up the flower and blows, gently.
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YU: The Lost Country - the project I've been working on for the past two years.
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respect. *bows*
stormfish · 2012-11-28: 07:36
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...is pretty beauty-sad barbarian tales...
xabolcs · 2012-11-28: 07:40
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One of the hardest things, to watch your children go before you... as I've heard. I have no children of my own but death is a familiar thing to most of us in one way or another. Fantastic post, and moving story. It really pulls this whole thing together!
Lovethenerds · 2012-11-28: 09:46
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Powerful post.
yellodog · 2012-11-28: 14:11
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By the way, I think this shot slots into your project after #2: http://www.photoblog.com/yellodog/2012/08/29/the-shrine.html
yellodog · 2012-11-28: 14:22
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Intense. Bare bones life...and death. Your capture subtly says so much and the story is almost too unbearable to read.
lookagain · 2012-11-28: 15:00
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So sad to read !!
finbarr · 2012-11-28: 17:34
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Nice to see you! :-)
wfrnk · 2012-11-29: 06:31
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