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By An Ran Walking out of the wheat field, an empty wheat stalk dodges the scorching stupidity on the road. The landscape begins to melt. Gol...

  Bunker by An Ran   That  crumbling bunker resembles a German steel helmet, deeply embedded into the mountainside.  Lush grass and wild tre...

  By An   Ran   The  howling wind fills both ears. You sink into your own slow, unhurried green vault built of interlacing branches, silentl...

    Once the Heavy Sluice Gate is Lifted   By Anran   Once the heavy sluice gate is lifted, Images surge and flow like grey-white mountain m...

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  By  An Ran   Rising  with effort in the sun’s blazing flames, stumbling in the mottled darkness beneath the cliff, carefully stepping arou...