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Many touristic explorations aim for impressive spectacles. This land offers none of that.
Almost toxic, the contrast between the black soil and the fluorescent green vegetation.
The earth is at its youngest here. It still smokes from its original existence.
On top of these hills there is a split between green and blue.
Almost reaching the boiling point, these baths have a very big healing power.
An island offers a refuge for someone who was able to swim barefoot 8 miles back and forth.
The one and only option for supplying a gas stock.
Shadows through the streets cast a dramatic effect on the view.
There is hardly any sleep for small children playing through the night.
The social life of small urban spaces.
The only way to get from north to south.
The F35 route commences here.
From F26 southwards, endless scapes of grey rock and grey skies.
Walking into cloudscapes of Blondun electricity facility. Walking into cloudscapes of Blondun electricity facility. Walking into cloudscapes of Blondun electricity facility. Walking into cloudscapes of Blondun electricity facility.
People bathing in the natural heated water of Myvatn.
A deserted rock with a lot of stories around.
Children running uphill towards shelter.
Green and grey in rock scapes.
Land dissolves into skies.
The only chance before getting lost in the highlands.
Streetscape
A night between the horses.
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