notes from out there.

A beer to cool down, up where the morning started. With the windows open at least a bit, one still can hear the flood of voices washing around the corners of old, worn-down, dark, incredible facades. Not even 7pm, sense of time and daily rhythm mostly off track.

#venezia #moving_with_the_day #city_evening #outerworld

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