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"I see who I want to be,
in my daughter's eyes."

"Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever.It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything."


christmas lights (by Teddy’s Photography)

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Snow Pandas by: Josef Gelernter

I will never understand the concept of “not snitching”. Someone you love was killed right in front of you, and instead of going to the cops so they can deal with the one who did it, you’d rather go out and kill them? Have you never heard of an eye for an eye will leave the whole world blind? Taking a life as revenge for taking a life is only going to cause more hatred, and leave more people searching for revenge. Since when did bringing death because the medication for losing someone you love? You’re not only risking your life, but the life of your family. Did you forget that if you die, a part of them die as well? If you kill someone, a part of their family dies as well. I get it, there’s a code. Never snitch, but when remaining silent and taking things into your own hands becomes more of neucance than going to the police, that code becomes a form of enslavement. You might have love for the streets, but wake up and realize the streets have for NO ONE! The streets don’t care if you live or die, cause another hoodlum will be there to take your place in an hour. You people claim the cops never do their job, yet you never speak up and tell them what you know so they have the opportunity to do it. It’s time you people (especially black people) grow up, take your lives back, and stop forcing yourselves into a mental enslavement where you’re killing each other off. 


by Jeremiah Probodanu