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The context of the photos is that each day begins anew. Cold and dark. Scattered with golden leaves and bursts of red. The wind is occasionally very frigid and roars down the streets like a very tangible thing and cuts through layers without hesitation.

It rains. It is dry. It is beautifully sunny. It is grey and overcast and perfectly aesthetic. I love every minute I’m here.


MSc in SciComm and Public Engagement, science communicator, equestrian, world traveler, PhD student

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