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Do you know this man?

Well, you should. And if it is possible to know anyone at all, then Warren Harold can be known, too. His legendary and and often heartbreakingly beautiful photoblog That…was my foot will attest to that. It kind of unfolds like a rare flower, before your eyes. And before you know it, you are tunneling toward [...]

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