These shots are from the nights when I couldn’t sleep. When I think of my insomnia, I’m reminded of the humming sound of live electricity clashing with the emptiness of a city sleeping. The feeling of being the only one up at a time where I can’t tell if it’s late or early. When it’s just me and one other person on an empty street illuminated by street lights, reducing us both to nothing but shadows and the strange feeling of being awake in a place that feels like a dream.

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