"When I think of my heart it is not in a literal sense. I think of it like my soul. In fact, it may be the same thing really. I think of love in the same way. And I have been lucky enough to have been in love a few times in my life, and have felt love for many people, but I am not sure I ever really knew what love was until my son was born. My son is my heart."
-Greg Sorenson, Brooklyn, NY
Photographer, writer/blogger of thezinfidel.com
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