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2013 - current

In the cities everything you throw away disappear immediately. The urban wastes do not last long. Between use and destruction the lapse in no longer than 24 hours. Their freedom is short, they do not have much time to talk to me. I meet their souls in a run down flat, on a building site, a pavement. Some are peaceful some gloomy. I follow them to the rubbish and take pictures of their last moments. Their beauty is intact.


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