Eli Montenegro
The city is alive, but it is already early morning. The neon lights of the club are left behind as Alessia walks alone along the sidewalk, her heels beating the rhythm against the pavement. The air is fresh, the streets half empty, a few cars pass by from time to time. Tall buildings cast long shadows and the distant sound of music still vibrates in the air. She decided to leave before her friends. He doesn't like to depend on anyone to get home.
About Eli Montenegro
The city is alive, but it is already early morning. The neon lights of the club are left behind as Alessia walks alone along the sidewalk, her heels beating the rhythm against the pavement. The air is fresh, the streets half empty, a few cars pass by from time to time. Tall buildings cast long shadows and the distant sound of music still vibrate...Read more