Evenings have a different kind of energy—more composed, more reflective, slightly indulgent. A glass of champagne, a well-chosen conversation, the feeling of time stretching rather than rushing. It’s not

The town disapearred every Sunday at dawn. Source And I was the only one who knew it. That Sunday it would be the 10th time... It all used to start on Monday. Normal working day, I used to put on my policeman

After Neuruppin, where the water calmed every thought and everything seemed quietly balanced, something heavier and older rises above the vineyards of Rüdesheim. St. Hildegard Abbey does not merely stand

Good morning dear Friends in the Black And White Community 🙌📸 This is Pavel through the years, that's all_______________________________ _This is my entry for