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A view from a plane window at 36,000 feet above Sahara Desert. @menavisualss
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Some beautiful imagery taken from this documentary about The Romantics’ fixation on death.
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Vintage Jean Paul Gaultier Spring 2001 Slashed Satan-Print Top
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Masks from Chalayan Fall 2019, inspired by Vogueing dance aesthetics. Created in collaboration with Asylum
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I've had 1 mojito and I'm already tipsy and sleepy. I love being an adult
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I love heatwaves so fucking much. I don't know what everyone is complaining about. Walking around half naked, drinking cold beverages, resting and relaxing?? I'm having a ball
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Hotel Holiday (former Holiday Inn), Sarajevo. Ivan Štraus.
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qozelqort · 7 days
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Wang Du
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Antony Gormley
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body candles by CTOAN
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NANCY GROSSMAN / "BUST" / 1968 LEATHER OVER WOOD AND WHITE ENAMEL
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Going to the park for my daily screen time so I can get some sun. European Summer 🤍
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qozelqort · 9 days
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qozelqort · 11 days
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It wasn't the kind of yearning they describe in movies and books, it was ugly and desperate. I wanted something to hold on to, a breath, a whisper, a hand. I'm sorry I dug my nails too deep but when a ship is sinking, it'll tear everything apart (including itself), just to survive.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
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@sirenshores / https://rooftopgardencult.bigcartel.com/
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