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love your pictures
ReplyDeleteYour picture make me feel romantic, broken, nature, and lively. Its a lot of different emotion, I really like it.
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ReplyDeleteThe way you use the red makes your pictures pop, a lot of emotions can also be interpreted from it, which gives it a 10/10
ReplyDeleteThe glasses are dope
ReplyDeleteGreat use of light in these! I especially like the vase and the shadow it creates. Keep up the good work!
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