Itziar Ituño from “La Casa de Papel”
noon in the city
summer in Italy
“Only God can guide us in the fog, which seems to move with us; and God seems to have deserted us.” -Bram Stoker, Dracula-
viareggio
dark morning
an afternoon in the past
mediterranean sunset
I hear the beating of the hearts around me, Sweet is the vital pulse that gives us breath.
Nearer my god to thee
Existing by night, denied to the light, never to die.
This is not goodbye III
This is not goodbye II
Because nothing else matters.
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