Unknown Track - Unknown Artist
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 As a child living in a small town in Virginia, my parents would read me stories from 1001 Nights. In our house there was a small carpet that I would spend what seemed like hours sitting upon and imagining myself flying over strange and exotic lands. This was my magic carpet, and years later when I came to learn that a magic carpet was simply a metaphor for any vehicle that could transport one to worlds real or imagined; my camera became my "magic carpet".          - Robert Hale

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