It was the same life in the same place, with the same thoughts every damn day, under the heavy sky of this city.
I don't know where they are going, probably running away from something, or maybe they are just looking for their way, their place in the world, an opportunity, something more than that.
It doesn't matter where, but away from here.
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Part of “V I T A” - Exploration of everyday life.
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