There are lots of stray cats around Buenos Aires--not as many as Rome, but a lot. Sometimes I see people putting plates of food out for them in abandoned lots.
Friday, June 4, 2010
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At our best and most fortunate we make pictures because of what stands before our camera, to honor what is greater and more interesting than we are. We never accomplish this perfectly, though in return we are given something perfect--a sense of inclusion. Our subject thus redefines us, and is part of the biography by which we want to be known.
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