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You could have believed it was cold, from the way they pressed their flanks and breathed in each others neck, like a peace offering or a declaration of war.  He had started Anna Karenina. He was reading in the back – the ashes from his cigarette fell on the pages, but he didn't seem to care.

You could have believed it was cold, from the way they pressed their flanks and breathed in each others neck, like a peace offering or a declaration of war. He had started Anna Karenina. He was reading in the back – the ashes from his cigarette fell on the pages, but he didn't seem to care.

TODD HIDO: Fragmented Narratives (2011) - ASX | AMERICAN SUBURB X | Photography & CultureASX | AMERICAN SUBURB X | Photography & Culture

TODD HIDO: Fragmented Narratives (2011) - ASX | AMERICAN SUBURB X | Photography & CultureASX | AMERICAN SUBURB X | Photography & Culture

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