When I shot the image, all I wanted was to capture was the empty shell in crisp clarity, but whenever I look at it, I feel something about its emptiness. It seems to talk about its loneliness, the betrayal. Its lustrous, strong, beautiful body, which now stands abandoned. All it can do is feel like waste until someone else uses it..
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