… "The real magic comes after dark. The sun sets and the need for sleep summons the masses back to their hotel rooms. The crowds are replaced with an eerie, foggy silence, intermittently broken by the crashing of an unseen wave against a pillar of rocks. The rhythmic rush of waves mix with the clammy cool ocean air at the edge of the world."
— By Michael Wriston http://www.boyghost.com/
(from “Just Like Heaven”)
http://www.pictorymag.com/showcases/just-like-heaven/
http://blog.pictorymag.com/
http://erichu.tumblr.com/
sábado, 21 de maio de 2011
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