Silhouettes at Dusk

The sunset has that tricky magic of stopping time and making it rush simultaneously. It is a brushstroke of light and color that we know will disappear, and perhaps that is why it is so beautiful. These photos, with the silhouettes cut out against the orange and purple, remind me precisely of that: the beauty of the ephemeral and the irony of how life continues its course...

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