As time goes on, as it does, usually, my eyes, my mind, sharpens, and cuts through images that I had kept, they were, still, too close to my heart.
Notes about editing.
Pablo Luis González
As time goes on, as it does, usually, my eyes, my mind, sharpens, and cuts through images that I had kept, they were, still, too close to my heart.
Notes about editing.
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