Nine Times and More
A man died in the street I lived. They put white powder to dry the blood so it doesn’t leave a mark on the sidewalk.
A few days before I started a photo-diary, a compilation of things that caught my eye.
A note in spanish appeared, and some flowers.
After some time, the note, the flowers, the blood and the white powder disappeared.
This is a photo-diary of this time.
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