I was in a truck, it is curious that the glass of it is not very noticeable in the photo, I think that because of the desire to capture it, it omitted any interruption that did not happen, the most important thing of the photo was the moment that was happening, behind me, practically fleeing from the city of Bogotá from the depression and loneliness that accompanied me, all founded by the abandonment of a resent relationship that only brought pain to my thoughts. The photograph, or the framing in my eyes made me see that nature taught me the recourse that all was not lost, that hope was on the other side of the road ...

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