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An Indian mahout washes his elephant in the Yamuna river in New Delhi on May 29.

[Credit : Manan Vatsyayana / AFP / Getty Images]

 Gatsby? What Gatsby?

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Residents of Ifira Island play island cricket in their village in Port Vila, Vanuatu, May 18, 2012. 

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Afghan youths play atop a destroyed bus in front of the palace of former Afghan King Darul Aman, which was destroyed during the civil war, in Kabul, Afghanistan, Friday, April 27, 2012.

[Credit : Ahmad Jamshid/AP]

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A Pakistani girl holds an umbrella as shelter from the rain while she and her father herd their sheep, near the site of the demolished compound of Osama bin Laden in Abbottabad, Pakistan, Sunday, April 29, 2012.

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A Roma child holds a kitten in an informal settlement in Belgrade, Serbia, April 26, 2012. Belgrade authorities are moving the some 1,000 Gypsies, or Roma, to four segregated metal container settlements outside of the city. [more]

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marea707:

#5—a love story in a movie→JESSE AND CELINE FROM BEFORE SUNSET/SUNRISE (1995/2004)

“I always feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood, and without making it look my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone, and being loved means so much to me. We always make fun of it and stuff. But isn’t everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?”—Celine. (Before Sunrise)

“We’re just living in the pretense of a marriage, responsibility, you know, all these ideas of how people are supposed to live. But then I have these dreams, you know, that I’m standing in a platform and you keep going by on a train and you go by, and you go by, and you go by, you go by. And I wake up with the fucking sweats. And then I have this other dream where you are pregnant in bed beside me naked and I want so badly to touch you, but you tell me not to and you look away. And I— And I touch you anyway right in your ankle, and your skin is so soft that I wake up in sobs, all right? And my wife is there looking at me, and I feel I’m a million miles from her. And I know there’s something wrong, that I— that I can’t keep living like this that there’s gotta be more to love that commitment. But then I think that I might have given up on the whole idea of romantic love. I might have put it to bed that day— that day when you weren’t there. “—Jesse. (Before Sunset)

—30 Movies Meme

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Nico by Jeanloup Sieff.