Street and Urban life
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Meet Idalina. She is 90 years old! I watched from a distance the decisions she had to make: opting between carrying a huge pumpkin or a box. (I’ll update the photos later) She went from picking it to carefully dropping it on the ground. She chose the box, so she started rolling the pumpkin through the field by gently kicking it. So funny! I had the most delicious conversation with her. Sweet sweet lady, however sanitarily careless. That didn’t prevent me from kissing her.;)
Two tables apart. Yes, it was supposed to be a Street photo, or was it in its genesis until I conceptualized it by changing the center of interest, perhaps to convey a different mood, allowing the viewer to interpret what I intended. The renegation of flirts. The waiting for someone else. *The deconstruction of a Street photo.* Fuck it. Whatever. | all rights reserved © Damien C. 2012
Fuck you Katinka Simone.
About 5 or 6 weeks ago, a city hall here in Portugal issued an order to kill all stray dogs around the town. Gladly the National Guard has declared the order a crime.
Mutts represent a passion to me. I come from a beautiful, structured loving family, yet there’s the soul of a mutt in me. I see their nobility even when you fail to do so.
I’m perfectly aware of all the issues involved with stray dogs, still I am against the subversive eugenic trend that thrives in certain circles. Pure breeds are elegant and noble, but these guys have a different nobility to them: it’s called dignity.
[That’s my girls’ knee up there. The most beautiful knee in the world.]
If I could I would take them all in. Most of my friends that have pure breeds also take care of mutts. Mónica, for instance, takes so many in, she even built a house in her property just for them, including heating and sofas. God bless her.
Any mutt who welcomes me with its tail, wins me over. Any mutt that hides it between their legs wins me over even more. Fear is sad, it denounces evil shit.
There’s a certain decadence on these goofballs, not enough to cast a shadow on how deign they are to me.
I want to beat up animal killers. This katinka simone is a fucking psychopath and she should be in jail.
A good friend of mine used to pass this chained dog, in miserable conditions. A beautiful white labrador. Dogs know the hands that love them. To make it short, the owner got beat up and the Labby was a happy bitch in her new home (happened about 12 years ago).
One of my friends found her dying in a field. Picked her up, took her to the vet, who found 2 bones piercing her throat. He said she would be dead in less than a week if they hadn’t found her. They kept her and despite being an old bitch, she’s happy and thankful.
Fuck, I love mutts.
Maybe I’m a mutt too?
Fuck I hate humans sometimes.
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