20 July 2015


«To catch her of guard was the best way to throw her a lifeline that would pull her back to him and away from the dark places that sometimes lured her.» 
                                                 By Raquel R. in Short Story number 12

«We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.» 

Photos by Raquel R.

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