You used to know my name and the way I moved. You used to know where I would go and that i never look back. You would see me around the corner and know my next move, never leaving traces and no care for proof. As one persons truth is another ones lie, you would say you used to know me and be left wondering why. A story photographed by Alberto Saguar.
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Irina in the darkness of a remote place. A fashion story by Sergey Lomakin styled by Elya Gaevskaya.