I walk through a city already seen, already lived, already known. A city full of memories, lives, nostalgia, where time seems to have stopped, leaving marks, ruins, deep scars and silences.

I look through the windows, the showcases, the mirrors, as if through a window, being part and witness, searching, discovering the vestiges of what has gone, trying to capture in a spontaneous way ephemeral moments of a shared reality.

I walk through a city already seen, already lived, already known. A city full of memories, lives, nostalgia, where time seems to have stopped, leaving marks, ruins, deep scars and silences.

I look through the windows, the showcases, the mirrors, as if through a window, being part and witness, searching, discovering the vestiges of what has gone, trying to capture in a spontaneous way ephemeral moments of a shared reality.