So you go IN to another country, you move around, soak up, experience, savour. When you come OUT the other side are you different?
Perhaps it depends what you saw, where you went and how you felt. Perhaps you are always different somehow.
These images represent the INs and OUTs that I saw in New York. Some of them are literal and obvious and some are more open to interpretation.
What do you read into them? What do you see and feel? Do you remember a travel experience that you came OUT of, feeling different to when you went IN?