tres•pass - a wrongful entry upon the lands of another.
it didn't feel so wrongful. as i walked on the broken glass of old mason jars i couldn't help daydreaming about what it must have been like to live in this tiny house and work the land next to the pine river. i love simplicity.
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You're lucky you didn't get shot. I'm just sayin'.
This stuff is really cool. It reminds me of Eugene Richards stuff from the North Dakota prairies that's in National Geographic this month. You can almost imagine the people who lived there. I say trespass more often.
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