Ezekel Alan

This blog is about: cotton candy, cold milo, midgets, mangoes, sex, aged rum – everything but writing my next book

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The way we are – 4

“If they would listen to me speak, l’d tell of how empty I feel inside,” said the shell.

“We too feel used,” echoed the shoes.

“I know exactly what you mean,” said the wall!

(All photos by Ezekel Alan. Selections from my photo journal.)

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The way we are – 3

“Look at me, I’m perfect, pure symmetry!”

“What the f— are you looking at?”

(All photos by Ezekel Alan. Selections from my photo journal.)

The way we are – 2

Youth and friendship

The long loneliness of old age

(All photos by Ezekel Alan. Selections from my photo journal.)

The way we are

Perfection

Minor imperfection

Terrible imperfection

Same fruit, different perspectives.

(All photos by Ezekel Alan. Selections from my photo journal.)

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