Most of the time I feel like these steel beams. Rigid, straight, and orderly.
But in the end, I really make no goddamn sense at all.
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Gen X/Y border child of the city suburbs driven by the impulse to pursue art projects from photography to graphic design and video. Riding the balance of a traditional 9-to-5 life while simultaneously pursuing a successful career in photography as a self-employed business, listlessly pursuing the muse wherever it can be found.
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Gen X/Y border child of the city suburbs driven by the impulse to pursue art projects from photography to graphic design and video. Riding the balance of a traditional 9-to-5 life while simultaneously pursuing a successful career in photography as a self-employed business, listlessly pursuing the muse wherever it can be found.
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