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What the Fuck is Going On?
At 63, I discovered I'm autistic - and suddenly my weird photography habits started making sense. While other photographers capture beautiful landmarks, I'm grubbing around with sunlit leaves and pretty...
What the Fuck is Going On?
At 63, I discovered I'm autistic - and suddenly my weird photography habits started making sense. While other photographers capture beautiful landmarks, I'm grubbing around with sunlit leaves and pretty...