My many faces..

Something else I did tonight, under the reddish light of dusk, at the edge of the river, sitting in my truck, thinking of words spoken, thoughts inferred. I just started snapping pictures of my face, trying to find some good smiles and many plain goofy faces. The result is obvious: Real beauty is for girls…

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