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The Lost World. Diplodocus.
That was the morning! It was in the Arkhangelsk region. I woke up in a tent on the terrible crackling branches. I thought that the next tree fell into a swamp. Looking out - was taken aback. I could not believe my eyes. WHAT IS IT ??? What a hill in the swamp? - I did not catch a prosoni. He moves ?! Yes this is ... no, can not be! I stared at crawls on the mountain and I could not move. Just a moment thought of the camera. In the film one frame remained, the rest of the film is deep in the backpack. With bated breath, removed.
The monster, meanwhile crawls farther, gradually dissolving in the mist. Preslodovat it to the swamp where the water up to his chest, I did not dare. Of course, I would have thought that I dreamed it, if it were not the frame.
FUJI TX-1, Kodak t-max 100, push +3.
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The monster, meanwhile crawls farther, gradually dissolving in the mist. Preslodovat it to the swamp where the water up to his chest, I did not dare. Of course, I would have thought that I dreamed it, if it were not the frame.
FUJI TX-1, Kodak t-max 100, push +3.
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