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Honoring my dear mother once again
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What I See: I wondered what his eyes had seen and what had led him to the Italian streets and drinking too much. His eyes felt familiar, almost as if looking into a mirror
What I See: I have often photographed people without understanding the depth of their character or contribution to humanity. Looking back almost 40 years, I think Desmond Mpilo Tutu, the South African human rights activist and Nobel Peace Prize recipient, is one of those people
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