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Italia
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A doorway to stillness. Light poured in like memory
She stands where time stands still — beauty recognizing beauty
Where gods watch over cobblestones and morning espresso
Bus reflections hit different on sunny days in Palermo.
Palermo’s skyline with the mountains behind never disappoints
Palermo’s skyline with the mountains behind never disappoints
A scene from another time, parked right in the present moment. That Ferrara light ✨
Scala dei Turchi, Sicily
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Ferrara feels like a movie set sometimes, especially with scenes like this
Roots that kiss, branches that remember
the kind of moment that disappears if you blink
Captured in the gardens of the Borromean Islands — the sky felt precisely placed
Captured on the way to Sicily — silence, altitude, and the poetry of distance
Captured in Torino, December 2024 — sunset painted in soft gradients.
Bologna, 2022 — History doesn’t mind the scrolling. It’s seen it all before.
Bologna, 2022 — History doesn’t mind the scrolling. It’s seen it all before.
Turin, at golden hour — Where even silence leans out the window to feel the sun.
December quietly watching
A narrow street, a timeless sky, and Siena whispering stories through the bricks. Every stone remembers.
like the city itself, always flirting with the sky
Spotted this person just standing on the rooftop against that moody Turin sky
Golden light spilling over Siena, turning every stone into a keepsake.
Stone towers touching the autumn sky Footsteps echo softly through golden leaves Siena holding a birthday’s quiet magic
Stone bodies under moonlight Shadows carved in silence Turin holding its breath