Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
These pictures bring to mind Horace's words, "Odi profanum vulgus".
He is a famous photographer; I've run across his pictures before.Funny thing, his photos of street life everywhere in the world is rather charming. But he captures the decadence rather well, and says volumes about the fall of western civilization.I am pleased that he uses precisely the camera that I would use, had I the funding and inclination to do that sort of thing.
everywhere besides Cardiff, that is.
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