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| A small hand from the other side of the glass. |
I was just testing how light bends through water, but then this tiny hand showed up: mine, but not quite. There’s something about moments like this that feels both funny and strange. You start out playing with shadows, and somehow end up face to face with yourself, or at least, a smaller, distorted version trying to reach back.
Location: Home, Portugal.
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