Deserts in the northern part of south america, full of life and dreams. I’ll never forget the Wayuu people there.
Maybe is just measuring its flying distance to the tower.
So many stories among the people, among the streets. The word “time” means so much more here.
One of the most beautiful mornings in my life…
Rainy day in this beautiful city.
The place where men become gods.
Urban landscapes in “la ville lumière”.
Summer walk along the banks of the Tiber river.
Unforgettable moments in the Eternal City.