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My Baku

 The city, which as if from the very beginning knew about my arrival. The city, which as if has put on an image in advance specifically for me that could be seen only through the camera lenses. It never stopped inspiring me. Its wind, its streets, its sea, its aroma.

 Baku gathers the people I want to keep in my memory around me. The people whose stories I would like to save, the stories that should be heard by everyone. Baku purposefully led me to photography and shaped me into a person who cannot be deceived.

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