click here to see more pictures. There’s a perfume called Samsara. I looked up the word. It means the cycle of life and death, people running around trying to be happy. Some people make it and become rich and famous, others end up frustrated. Some try to escape into a dream, while others end up wandering without purpose, like spilled milk flowing all over the place. There’s a lot of jealousy, ignorance, anger, too much for a few pictures. I’ll have to make more.

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