I was on bus when I took the first photo of this series “at the crossroads of solitudes”, near home. The neighborhood knows -or thinks know- the story of this girl with blue eyes, from the north. Upon my arrival in the neighborhood a few years ago, I had often crossed André (whose first name I learned recently).
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