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FEELING SMALL, A VERY GOOD THING

The open roads of Nevada were a distant memory until I scanned through my pictures. The days were spent in silent solitude and surreal beauty. If you ever want to feel small, cycle these endless landscapes. After less then a week in my own bed the road is again calling me.

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MEMORIES

You cannot know what stirs in me as I see this picture. It fills up my senses like nothing else. The pictures, sounds, silence, and smells of the road. I hope one day you can feel it.