Faceless

By Ira Lupu

 

“Naked limbs, splayed fingers, milky blue skin, and a face veiled by a net of dull winter trees’ shadows. Is this some morbid nymph drowning in the forest lake, faintly pleading for help from inside the frozen pond? Or is it a real girl who shares all the uncertain feelings of your mortal soul? As you walk on that thin ice, it’s for you to decide. Just don’t wet your panties.”

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Photography Ira Lupu

Text Lucien Ducasse

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(outtake from print issue LUST)
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