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The pixels bleach the heat away, leaving only the ghost of a squint.
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That desert sun felt kinder in the old polaroids, before we started trusting these filtered screens to tell us what is beautiful.
The pixels bleach the heat away, leaving only the ghost of a squint.
That desert sun felt kinder in the old polaroids, before we started trusting these filtered screens to tell us what is beautiful.
The creature's hide shifts too smoothly to be real, suggesting this phenomenon is merely a trick of the refracted light.
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