The Unpredictability of Certainty

Couldn’t have picked a better day.

The sun was shining, the breeze was smoother than anything I coulda imagined. The absolute perfect day to link up with my homegirl Ash for a spur of the moment shoot that came out better than I woulda ever predicted.

Between the backdrop of the Quincy Quarries, glistening with aerosol artistry and bold proclamations of fuckery, and walkouts on Marina Bay with the skyline of Boston, today was everything, b.

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