I fought the floor and the floor won.
I came to Barcelona pretty late in life and to the Red Hook Crit even later, purists would say too late perhaps but I was never very good at being puritanical. This is my third […]
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The oldest crit in the west (or, how I learned to stop worrying and love the prime lens again).
Sunday is becoming adventure day. To quote Harry Dean Stanton, ‘Together they turned everything into a kind of adventure and she liked that. Just an ordinary trip down to the grocery store was full of adventure’, […]
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