there is more water in me than in the dead sea.
the tides, everything that is captive in me,
was washed away, whisked with quietness and serenity.

and suddenly everything and everyone tastes like salt water, and ocean air.
thank you.
A whisk
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A whisk

A place like the Dead Sea in Jordan, transfer their essence into us. A series of photos that captures it.

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