Slave of the lord
07/30/2017
I work as a tourist photographer, in Calabria in the province of Cosenza in Cariati … I’m in a tourist village.
For security reasons I can not give you the name of the structure.
Rambo was that presence that hovered in the village always present, did the most diverse jobs, I wondered how could a man of 1.40 cm for 30 kg, carry such weights on his shoulders and keep a lot of work so intense … all this it took place under the discreet eyes of the guests.
One day I decided not to eat more with the guests but to eat my meal with rambo, or bread and water.
Red work, this my report portrays the slave of the lord.
He was beaten, mistreated when he saw no one.
So I decided to cultivate a friendship with Rambo that I still cultivate trying to free him from the grip of these strong powers. Personally I’m not afraid of retaliation, I just hope to be able to do something concrete for him, failing to do it makes me very afraid. At 13: 00 we will meet at the shed where I will report to my friend. Rambo during some of my questions was seized by an almost psychotic crisis, and was the most suffering, but also purer .. embrace him and give him security to stop that rush.
Today I have collected for you some bloody realities, some photographic fetishes that I hope will remain inside your heart.
Slave of the lord