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๐ History โ Between Photos and Silences In the city, the afternoons had a kind of golden tone, as if they were made to be kept in old photographs. He always walked around with a camera hanging around his neck. Not because I wanted to look like an artist, but because I liked to keep moments that people didn't even notice. That's how he started spending more time with her. They had known each other for years. They weren't exactly a couple, but they weren't just acquaintances either. It was something in the middle of itโa comfortable friendship full of laughter, old songs, and long conversations. Sometimes they met to walk around the city. He photographed old buildings, bicycles leaning against walls and the reflection of lights in the windows. She liked to observe all this in silence, sitting on some park bench. They had a curious relationship. They didn't make promises, they didn't have labels. They just knew that they liked to be together. Sometimes they listened to music on a small record player full of Vinyl Record, while the
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๐ History โ Between Photos and Silences In the city, the afternoons had a kind of golden tone, as if they were made to be kept in old photographs. He always walked around with a camera hanging around his neck. Not because I wanted to look like an artist, but because I liked to keep moments that people didn't even notice. That's how he started sp...Read more