Under the Holy Mountains

A photographic series by Martine Eshuis.

Now it’s cold, a fence and then the crater. Is it smoke? Is it fog? It’s scary and charming. I can barely breathe, maybe because of the height, maybe I’m tired. Rest. I’m going down to join him, I’m more healthy than you. Have you ever kissed someone on the edge of the abyss? A reportage by Martine Eshuis.

Under the Holy Mountains

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Photography: Martine Eshuis

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