High-voltage fences.
Reflejos
Juste un peu frais...
Country club en musique chevaline
Déficience visuelle
Gässchen in Torbole
HFF von der Lombardsbrücke
Rêve bleu / Phare et abri tempo
Bleu spotté
Chang & Leo part (inspiré par Typo) ......
Synolda
Lampadaire Krungsri
Panoramic Regensburg
Place Saint-Pierre-Empont avec vue sur la cathédra…
Kiss and Say Goodbye
SFO overpass
per le strade di Arles
Old sewing machines as tables.
Totem chinois / Chinese totem
New Zealand
Victorian Quarter, Leeds
HFF Happy Fence Friday
Am Sun -Moon-Lake (PiP)
Am Bahnhof
Gammeltorv
Nouvel an Chinois
Madeira, Im Hafen von Camara de Lobos. ©UdoSm
Ayuntamiento de Málaga (Rathaus)
Burg Scharfenstein 06
Burg Scharfenstein 03
Karnevalsbeleuchtung in der Calle Marqués de Lario…
Base de lampadaire / Lamppost base
Lampadaire Thaï / Thaï street lamp
Marina in Marina
Am Gericht
la Casa Rosada
Wieliczka salt mines reception building.
Plaza de la Marina (2 x PIP)
Lucca - Cattedrale S. Martino
Richmond Riverside
Ein trüber Januartag - A dull January day
Old Market.
The Deer House.
City Hall - side aisle.
Old façades.
With...
See also...
Fotografia callejera. Street photography. Photographie de rue
Fotografia callejera. Street photography. Photographie de rue
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I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my…
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence
Songwriters: Paul Simon
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