is all beat up and dead looking makes them look almost lifeless. The body language
of the boys has a feeling of depression and stuggle. You really can not see the boy
in the back unless you pay attention so he kinda just blinds in with the surroundings.
I see two boys by a houset that has a big entrey door seems run down
I smell miles and miles of feilds and fresh grass.
I hear the chipping of wood and crickying of steps weakening.
I taste hot sticky spit wit a bit of dry mouth.
I feel the suns rays and the slow brizze with a few bugs around.
I feel the suns rays and the slow brizze with a few bugs around.

I see a big building with tons of windows.
I smell tons of dirt and the smell of dry grass.
I hear children chatting and wispering.
I taste the curiousity of childrens life.
I feel a chill in the air and the cold brezz of spirits.
To share the wonderful photographs of Ralph Eugene Meatyard i would like to creat a poster
with some of his background history and some of his first and famous photographs.
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