48 hours
Dialogue 01_ cold and dark, sharp feelling in my body.
Dialogue 02_ just some pain, the ideas keep sinking.
Dialogue 03_ no remorse anymore, (...)
Dialogue 04_ the water runs through the fissures and returns to the sea until the next swell strikes the stones.
can it get worse? can stones never be stones again?
photos and text by: Gonçalo Frade
