I am enchanted by these lines across landscapes and city noises. Are traveler's blood, what gives life to the you're looking for and confuses the already was lost. I'm attracted to roads that do not go anywhere, sometimes because my place is the road itself.
The first time I saw it seemed extraordinarily Baikal blue. It's so blue I think anything blue will henceforth Baikal blued version. Is Immense, serene and surrounded by mountains. Waning moon shaped and can boast of being the world's deepest lake
A 9.288 kilometers-Moscow, a teenage couple kissing in front of a frozen beach where the Pacific breaks its last waves. Russians drink vodka soldiers in the trendy, women walk with the same grace that inthe Square Rojay children play on the waterfront
This city is the legacy of a madman, so it has some delirious dream, fantasy and some misfortune. The emperors, as the Tsars, often lose track of their aspirations and demanding the impossible just because no one dares to say "enough".