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Photo Essay

From Drought To Flood: The Missouri River in Spring

“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.”
― Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories

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About Slava

I am a twenty-something Bulgarian girl in the USA, re-discovering the world through the lens.

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