Here's what I like about this flawed photo. It expresses a range of emotions. The girl in the foreground seems deeply introspective, perhaps in a melancholic way. She staring, but not without. She's thinking, oblivious to all around her. The young man on the left is mesmerized by her. He has no chance. Both are oblivious to the May December passion taking place between them. The passionate couple is oblivious to all but each other, lost in a delicious moment, perhaps "happy" is not too strong a word. Longing, introspection, melancholy, sexuality, romance all occurring at the same moment in time, in the same space. A few meters separates the actors. It might as well be light years. I empathize with the young man. I too have longed in vain. I envy the couple kissing, for once I too kissed. I worry about the girl. So fashionably dressed, yet so oblivious to any attention she might draw. She looks without looking. She bites her scarf. She is too inward dwelling to escape my concern.
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