I love looking at the way people leave things. There's an innocence and unawareness that I find incredibly interesting. Every item you see was touched by human hands at some point. A series of events have to happen just so that one item reaches that very point at that very second. Nothing is planned. It is just because it is. This happens to be one corner of my boss's office. This is his war table. At any given moment it could be surrounded by stress, or people discussing things, or a hearty laugh (which is most common). The light that was falling into the room through the windows and making the chairs look soft and the room so quiet.
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