|A Theater, in my city. A rough ghost that will haunts we citizens forever.|
Started and never finished. Politics... Argghh
I love small villages in Italy, especially Tuscany and
Umbria. I love the way they take care of their streets, decorating
the old rough walls with flower pots and hand made objects.
It fascinates me the fact that in this walls, there are
hundreds of years you can read just looking at
the changes that has been made.
... And I love these old, weather battered doors!
Mostly, because they are made in my favorite