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I learned that people can easily forget that others are human.
"Prisoner" from the Stanford Prison Experiment (1971)

(Source: eolithandbone, via veneficos)

e-stocado:

Graziano Locatelli
black-white-madness:

Madness:

Model - Nora Shopova, Photographer Diego Uchitel’s latest spread for Gravure Magazine, Makeup artist Regina Harris, Hairstylist Moiz Alladina
regardintemporel:

 Giovanni Ricci Novara
e-stocado:

Kyle Thompson
It’s more about when you come back from being out somewhere; in a minicab or a night bus, or with someone, or walking home across London late at night, dreamlike, and you’ve still got the music kind of echoing in you, in your bloodstream, but with real life trying to get in the way. I want it to be like a little sanctuary. It’s like that 24-hour stand selling tea on a rainy night, glowing in the dark. It’s pretty simple.
Burial on his own music, on October 2007 (via imdahab)

(Source: dahabmcluvin, via human-child)

But every true god must be both organizer and destroyer.
Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow (via likeafieldmouse)
kitty-en-classe:

ph. Anne-Claire rohé, 2013
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