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:iconpaula-rosa:
Photoshoping some thoughts.

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Hello my friends.
Finally found some time to upload some new crap.
Thank you very much for taking the time...

Best wishes! :heart:

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Credits to
Fran Priestley
Marcin Rybarczyk
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Daily Deviation

Given 2008-11-24
Without being technical and obvious, I think the suggester says it so well: "I found this deviation quite impressive. It expresses modernity as it is: pollution, broken dreams, superficiality...blind minds addicted to television, and feeling safe behind the keyboard; decay of the human soul."
Human DK by `dreamspeak ( Suggested by ~khymikaze and Featured by `IreneLangholm )
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I appreciate this very De Chirico.... i used to do it in a darkroom... [link]

works well well done tooooooooo

Hag
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~AndieMakkawaru Aug 6, 2012  Professional Photographer
your pict has been feature on : [link]
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:iconsophiastoryofmyeyes:
This is very deserving of the DD you received.
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:iconescapistry:
How the f'k...
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:iconeveafrancois:
haha wow this is more than completely boss
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~makwasie May 9, 2012  Professional Traditional Artist
I like you work lots.
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It look as known movie poster.
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:iconladesigner:
HUMANA DECADÊNCIA

Caíram os sentidos
Ouvidos os estilhaços do tempo
Momento
Para que possam ser ouvidos
Cada detalhe da humanidade.
Perdem-se detalhes
Pedem-te que não falhes
E as máquinas cimentam outras idades.
Paredes forradas de decadência
Suspiros falsos, indecência
De quem já não sabe ser
Mas faz ouvir a dor do ruído
Que ousou, sofrido
Mais um passo para a derrocada
Mas não interessa nada
Desde que os bolsos se encham
Vergastas que deixam
As marcas de um silêncio só...

Ventos que andam sem dó
E se deixam pendurados nas janelas
Como formas belas
De se imaginar
As cores que cá já não sabem olhar...

19/04/2012
Luisa Abreu;)
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