When I took some photographs a few years ago for a multimedia class, I discovered the beauty of imperfection: an old wooden playground with chipped paint and a sun-bleached driver's wheel...
A garbage bin, rusted on the inside; a theater billboard with a few discolored, off-kilter letters...
I was reminded of the phrase, "A picture is worth a thousand words." Everyone has a story: the boys walking briskly to class, coming out of the sun and passing through the shade; the girl staring down at her phone as she walks through the hall...
The aftermath of a party, or a recycling bin outside a library?
Whose heart was broken?
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