Film always ends up mattering, but especially when you travel. Digital catches what happened. Film keeps what it felt like. The light gets softer, the moments feel slower, and somehow even the imperfect shots end up carrying the most life in them. I’ve gotten photos back months later and suddenly remembered the exact heat in the air, the noise outside the window, the feeling of being somewhere unfamiliar and completely alive. That’s the thing about film. It doesn’t just document a place. It holds onto the atmosphere.
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