Saturday Night. Alone In A Bar.

Twenty-fourth of March.

Two thousand twelve.

Eleven forty-two.

Saturday night.

In a bar.

Alone with a camera.

Drinking an ice-cold water…

…just a glass of plain iced water.

That’s all.

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