can't come back if you don't leave.
wayne reading some poetry.
shot by me.
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night market ghosts
good fucking morning, sydney.
driving driving driving to somewhere wanting to go nowhere.
nat’l gallery, canberra
the night before the night before my trip that i have not returned from
saigon
blue-eyed blur.
ren.
ngõ.
the healing party.
kitten.
returning from the green.
