Bobby Hunter
Joined May 2023
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Without me
Without me I suddenly remembered a report I read many years ago, which told a story about a famous photographer who died accidentally in order to take photos. When the whole country was admiring his dedication and his masterpiece, his old father was alone in a small alley in Shanghai, crying bitterly. He wanted his son, not to be successful or famous, but to have flesh and blood. Standing in front of him, talking and laughing.
By Bobby Hunter11 months ago in Filthy