The authentic stories of a city are all over its walls.
All over the world, the rhythm of a city beats within its markets.
People navigate through maze-like paths, as if unconsciously participating in a huge psychological experiment.
Architecture enables urban life, yet provides with beauty and inspiration.
A single moment tells the entire story of a stranger.
Happiness is contagious, even when it is related to a stranger.
Those who pass in front of me, leave some clues of my leftovers.
States are huge, but the city is infinite.
I mind the gap, let alone the contrast.