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people
step by step
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When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
William Butler Yeats
dances with pigeons
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memories
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“The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.”
L.P. Hartley, The Go-Between
M come Milano 1
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tattoo
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window watching
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M come Milano 2
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domenica
the reader
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so what?
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one man, two shadows
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happier
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ai piedi del Gran Paradiso (4061 m)
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portrait of a young sailor
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la pizza
unreal city
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christening at Covid time
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