Tag Archives: romance

A Lonely Walk in the Snow

Posted on 2019-01-24 by

Humans who are cold can’t really be beautiful. Nature can. It looks like the perfect day for a long walk, with the sun shining from above and being reflected by the snow on the ground. So much light, and so … Continue reading →

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Feeding the Hungry

Posted on 2019-01-13 by

I had promised that I would bring a pizza, but apparently, she didn’t trust me, or men in general. She had also prepared a huge pot of soup and an even larger bowl of salad. As we, purposefully working together, … Continue reading →

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Sad Things (17) Flowers

Posted on 2018-01-15 by

This was a bad investment. Photographed by Valdis Jekociņš in Riga, Latvia.

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Romantic Graffiti

Posted on 2017-08-10 by

“If nights were as long as I love you, dawn would never come.” (Photographed in Podgorica, Montenegro.)

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No signal

Posted on 2016-08-14 by

Pokemon Go had only been introduced in Peru a few days ago. But it had already transformed public life. Selva Alegre Park in Arequipa suddenly saw more teenagers, but they didn’t see anything of the park. Outside of Santa Catalina … Continue reading →

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To the Love of my Life

Posted on 2015-02-14 by

A very personal revelation for Valentine’s Day: … The debate whether real love is a result of chance or whether it can be sought never resonated with us, because we fall in neither of these categories. Our story is a completely different … Continue reading →

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“For the Rest of my Life”

Posted on 2014-12-15 by

He closed the heavy door behind him as he left the grand house on Westbourne Terrace. It had become too late to catch a bus and anyway, it was still warm enough to walk. After midnight, London was at its … Continue reading →

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