Narrow Streets

The city, with its texture, sometimes offers us the warmth of everyday life. Old buildings, a man on a motorbike, fear, children... everything is in the city. Because the city is a big square. When I walk through the narrow streets, I discover the darkness. Because there are great dramas in those dark streets where even the sun cannot enter. Two neighbourhoods away from this neighbourhood you can see a woman silently looking at the street. Because the city hides and calls.