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I photographed this sequence at a cafe on Divisadero street, in San Francisco. I stayed there for a few hours everyday reading, writing, watching people. They arrive, sit for a while and then leave, just as I do…I never see them again. A cafe is a transient place, it is the place where people cross paths and, for a moment, they can experience each other, they can connect in a special way. These fleeting moments have always been important to me. We see each other, we are touched in some way, we move on. What is it that remains? Photography, as we know, is great at preserving details and keeping memories alive, but how can it express complex, intimate emotions that go beyond details?
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