Photographer: pan giannakis (K=16874)
Edinburgh, Scotland Greece 
About: The only thing that man takes with him when he's leaving are those little parts of his life that nobody is interested in. A few sensations, a couple of tones of the sounds that the waves make, the moment that the wind is blowing through the hair, whispering sweet sounds in the dark, a few mints from two closely put breathes, a song - sad as a black rock and the precious tear of the first time, of forever. All those things that make the true picture, the condemned to be lost and never be repeated again...
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