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#JawnADay 2014-07-07 The man presses his hand against the tree, his wrinkled flesh sun dark, his hair the chaos of branches, his feet more dense than the soft mud below.

#JawnADay 2014-07-07 The man presses his hand against the tree, his wrinkled flesh sun dark, his hair the chaos of branches, his feet more dense than the soft mud below.

The man presses his hand against the tree, his wrinkled flesh sun dark, his hair the chaos of branches, his feet more dense than the soft mud below.

#JawnADay 2014-07-08 The man--who resembles a young praying mantis--leans toward the seated woman as she stretches her arms back, tilts her head away, raises her hips forward as if inciting

#JawnADay 2014-07-08 The man--who resembles a young praying mantis--leans toward the seated woman as she stretches her arms back, tilts her head away, raises her hips forward as if inciting

#JawnADay 2014-07-06 He reaches for her hand; she rolls her eyes as his fingers root between hers; a dog leading his master by a leash.

#JawnADay 2014-07-06 He reaches for her hand; she rolls her eyes as his fingers root between hers; a dog leading his master by a leash.