I’m pretty sure I am going to die in this building.
How many people can say they went back to work in a building they’d already worked in while being employed by a now-defunct agency? And here I am, back where my career as a pixel pusher started. The ghosts of events past, good and bad, still haunt the building. It’s like stepping into an alternate universe where déja-vu and groundhog day are married and popping parallels left and right.
I had to shoot a few things for a project we’re working on, so I sneaked a few of people working. Mostly because I could, and I like boring photos. Sorry, Gray.
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invasion de la vie privée.
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