Two Different Times and Ages
This view fascinated me for an unknown reason when visiting Genoa a couple of years ago. It wasn’t until my friend pinpointed it that I understood why – two different […]
This view fascinated me for an unknown reason when visiting Genoa a couple of years ago. It wasn’t until my friend pinpointed it that I understood why – two different […]
Time is liquid, running through our fingers like rain drops, consumed like a glass of water, vanishing like a wave…