Memories are never exact. Often they are blurred or faint or disjointed. Sometimes they’re just a single image or impression. Sometimes the colours aren’t right. These pictures are some of our memories from Iran. There is no narrative, no story. Just glimpses of the streets and some of the people who live there.
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Iran is a fascinating place. Sometimes delightful, sometimes heartwarming, sometimes infuriating or frustrating. But definitely worth it.
© 2026 Jace K
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