Tolstoy

Since my cousin and I haven't seen each other for a year and a half, we decided to communicate through photography and created a photographic dialogue between our two cities. Each month, we take it in turns to decide on the theme - it can be a word, a song or a sentence from our favourite book.

April 2021: "Tolstoy"
Though men in their hundreds of thousands had tried their hardest to disfigure that little corner of the earth where they had crowded themselves together, paving the ground with stones so that nothing could grow, weeding out every blade of vegetation, filling the air with the fumes of coal and gas, cutting down trees and driving away every beast and every bird - spring, however, was still spring, even in the town.

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