Mr KALaMARiS

Story and photography by MAGNeTO
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...He has prayed to god, to an ice cream, to a bag, to the moon, to love, to Royksopp! A lot of prayers, a lot of them in vain...

...He has prayed to god, to an ice cream, to a bag, to the moon, to love, to Royksopp! A lot of prayers, a lot of them in vain...

...From time to time he believes in different things and prays to them...

...From time to time he believes in different things and prays to them...

...He always wants to believe in something...

...He always wants to believe in something...

He was sitting at his favourite spot, where he used to live because he would blend in with the landscape. Nobody could discern him, or discern what he was thinking, what he was feeling, what he was planning. There, all was grey. His favourite colour...

He was sitting at his favourite spot, where he used to live because he would blend in with the landscape. Nobody could discern him, or discern what he was thinking, what he was feeling, what he was planning. There, all was grey. His favourite colour...

ladies and gents this is Mr Kalamaris

ladies and gents this is Mr Kalamaris

...To sit on the spot where I am invisible and to dream To climb up high and look down on the world to see what everybody’s doing To speak with the family on the phone To believe in something and to pray To go out and lose myself in the darkness To come home, eat a plate of pasta and drink a glass of milk To sleep To go out and lose myself in the darkness To come home, eat a plate of pasta and drink a glass of milk To sleep.

...To sit on the spot where I am invisible and to dream To climb up high and look down on the world to see what everybody’s doing To speak with the family on the phone To believe in something and to pray To go out and lose myself in the darkness To come home, eat a plate of pasta and drink a glass of milk To sleep To go out and lose myself in the darkness To come home, eat a plate of pasta and drink a glass of milk To sleep.

...And he would go away. Without love, naturally...

...And he would go away. Without love, naturally...

...And sometimes the house seemed so tiny!...

...And sometimes the house seemed so tiny!...

...There he felt free...

...There he felt free...

...And he likes to go out at night, to the bars...

...And he likes to go out at night, to the bars...

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