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A Peaceful Mind

This was one of the shot I got with the GR during my big loitering in Tasmania. Walking in the city where I was in an early morning I found myself at an empty corner in an empty street.  Suffice to say it that there are absolutely more sheep than human beings in Australia, let alone Tassie.  I scouted the location and had my mind fixated on my existence. Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here? The rather philosophical me got some abstract shots like this.
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(Visiting the Leica Gallery in Prague, 2016)

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