I walked through the city. The streets were old and full of stories. Shadows moved with me, making me think about the past. Time seemed to mix up, each moment blurring into the next. The city felt alive, holding its secrets tight. I felt the weight of old dreams and lost hopes. In this place, I was looking for something real. I needed to find my own truth in the middle of it all.
Caught in the city's frenzy, I'm pulled towards the shadows of its citizens, a quiet refuge from the whirlpool of everyday monotony. Amidst the urban uproar, those transient shadows carve out a vivid scene, a hushed tale amidst the chaos of the streets.
Returning to my birthplace, I find myself a stranger amidst the familiar. The city I once intimately knew now stands as a testament to the passage of time, its streets echoing with the ghostly whispers of memories past.
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Converge
Warsaw, Poland
Street Photography
Waiting
Warsaw, Poland
Stranger
Winter, 2019
Returning to my birthplace, I find myself a stranger amidst the familiar. The city I once intimately knew now stands as a testament to the passage of time, its streets echoing with the ghostly whispers of memories past.