My object was a cigarette butt. I decided to make a mini book with a picture of the cigarette as the cover because of the setting around me. Everyone who sat on the big concrete staircase (on 1st & university st.) was either reading a book or smoking a cigarette, etc. They all were taking a brake from their busy lives. None of us knew each other, but we were all there for the same reason. To relax, to sit back and listen to the sounds of the city and think.
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