Sweet and lonely traveler,
pensive in a city amazing.
while traversing the streets and watch as his people
are merged each other eloquently.
does leave miles of asphalt and concrete,
Stone and vegetation.
it sunny but cold blasts,
While making a sandwich in front of a huge palace.
How beautiful you are when you think
When backside,
When you cry,
When you laugh.
When you dance.
Here I am, here we are. Three
least one
Two
I love to photograph you ...
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