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	<title>Maximilian Heitsch</title>
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		<title>There is Nothing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160; There aren&#8217;t such things as you and me, life and death, past, presence or future. Are there? There is nothing, not even a white space. Until, yes, until our imagination begins to build, rivers and bridges, hills and hikes, vast valleys and seamless seas, only influenced by our inner ideas of how reality should be. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Islands</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160; An island you can not escape, A force you can not resist, A bond of culture and resistance, which you can not cut. An island from where you see the shore, Watching the rising of the shadows, Pleating pages, which veils their writing into cover. An island too beautiful to be built, Delighted by [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Goodbye Buenos Aires</title>
		<description><![CDATA[After six months in this beautiful city, I finally have to say goodbye. Just writing that, makes me honestly sad. But sometimes just not being able to consistently obtain a moment, makes it even more precious. Gives you that feeling of having unique connections with the people you meet and the places you go. The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Little Fox</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have never met a fox before. And there he was, sitting next to the fence, starring at me, in the middle of nowhere, fearless, doubtless, so pure. Seconds became minutes. And the strong rays of the sun burned my skin relentlessly. I wasn&#8217;t able to breathe, or I thought I wasn&#8217;t allowed to. But somehow I felt [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cameras, Crosses And Guns</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Every sunday in the week there is a flea market in San Telmo, Buenos Aires. That&#8217;s actually not such a big secret to share. The true surprise lies in the things you manage to find. So the last time I was there, I just found my favorite booth. It was selling antique cameras, wooden crosses and working guns.]]></description>
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		<title>You And Me</title>
		<description><![CDATA[find the story with audio here: You And Me]]></description>
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		<title>Sleepless</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At some nights I am just sleepless. Not that I am not asleep. I am in between. My bed becomes a stage for senseless orders of unpredictable dreams. Observing my boundaries, tearing them down, reestablishing new ones. Telling me my own story, not being conscious about my subconsciousness.]]></description>
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		<title>A brave goat</title>
		<description><![CDATA[After cycling through the dusty roads of Patagonia I encountered Mabelle. Mabelle wears her hair long and is most of the time friendly. You could call her also openminded, but most of all she&#8217;s very brave. The fact that two dogs were barking at her like crazy didn&#8217;t bother her at all. In the opposite [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mountaineering</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Close to Bariloche I climbed the peak of San Otto in the early morning-hours, accompanied only by my Leica and the rising heat of the sun. The ashes of Puyehue would cover the landscape with a fine dress of dust, telling me a poetic story about who I was and who I am going to be.]]></description>
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		<title>Call-a-coffin</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday I had a breakfast at a coffee-house in Villa Crespo, when all of a sudden this truck appeared &#8211; packed with dozens of coffins. The driver delivered one by one to several houses in the street and disappeared again. Call-a-coffin.]]></description>
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