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nothing better than 6:00 a.m walk in the woods after having slept 3 hours

Friday, strike of Italy’s transportation. Got stuck in one of Milan Metro Station for an hour, and enjoyed for the first time its beauty.

Grandpa in Apuglia

don’t know how to explain it, but this feels extremely cruel

Went to my grandma’s place and found this huge Andy Warhol book under my uncle’s bed.

Antwerp, Belgium.

Two stranger throwing rocks in the cold Baltic sea. It was a gloomy and dull Sunday morning of April. I was having an horrible time alone in Denmark, yet seeing two people seemingly having a good time, comforted me a bit.

In spring I will start living again

period

i love moldy façade

Am I falling apart, or finally becoming who I was meant to be?

testimony of an happy childhood