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Dead corners: places forgotten by God and men

Dead corners: places forgotten by God and men

ItalyCities are full of the crowds of natives and tourists who frequent them and sometimes deface them, but if you…
Portrait of a girl with a cat in spring.

Portrait of a girl with a cat in spring.

19/05/2024YekaterinburgRussian FederationCats love to look out the window. They are curious. And when the owner is nearby, they feel cared…
Life

Life

andagainandagainrepeat thesame oldandsame oldandsame old.Well, its called livingain’t it?Mehdi Hasan. Life
Ugly Girl (a personal story about growing up rejected by father)

Ugly Girl (a personal story about growing up rejected by father)

This is the story of a girl who knew from the start that she wasn’t pretty. The girl was a…
A story of the creation of a Durga Puja art

A story of the creation of a Durga Puja art

Durga Puja is an annual festival of Bengal which pays homage to the Hindu goddess Durga. It is a five…
The legacy of old Batumi is a beauty that needs to be preserved

The legacy of old Batumi is a beauty that needs to be preserved

18/05/2024BatumiGeorgiaThere are streets, areas or parks in some cities that you want to return to again and again. They are…
The Catalogue of Forgone Things

The Catalogue of Forgone Things

TallinnEstoniaOnce, while showing the city where I grew up to a friend, I arrived at a familiar street from my…
The Tram of Calcutta – 151st year of journey of the iconic legacy

The Tram of Calcutta – 151st year of journey of the iconic legacy

Kolkata [Calcutta]IndiaJust few years ago, the tram car was a very popular mode of urban transport rather system rather says…
Nature’s Serenity Admist Technological Giants

Nature’s Serenity Admist Technological Giants

17/05/2024MtskhetaGeorgiaA horse grazes peacefully against the background of the hills, ignoring the tall communication structures that pierce the sky in…
Funny little slightly disturbing daily nightmares

Funny little slightly disturbing daily nightmares

Today I don’t feel like being serious (but when ever..) so I have selected a series of images, from those…
We don’t belong here — a story about North

We don’t belong here — a story about North

Russian FederationI was born and spent most of my life in a small Russian town above the Arctic Circle. Stunning…
A Journey from Fear to Unconditional Love

A Journey from Fear to Unconditional Love

For a long time, there was a shadow of fear of motherhood in my mind. I unintentionally held the belief…
The Legacy of the Three Jin Dynasties

The Legacy of the Three Jin Dynasties

ChinaShanxi is a typical loess plateau, with high terrain in the northeast and low terrain in the southwest. Shanxi has…
Lazarim Shrovetide – four days of joy

Lazarim Shrovetide – four days of joy

Lazarim Portugal Lazarim is a town in the municipality of Lamego, which is located 12 kilometers from the city of…
The Story of a Not-So-Ordinary Teacher

The Story of a Not-So-Ordinary Teacher

Location: India – RanchiIn the vibrant educational landscape of Kendriya Vidyalaya Hinoo in Ranchi, Jharkhand, one classroom stood out as…
Decoding – Where there are …

Decoding – Where there are …

Where there are people they say, there are things.Samuel BECKETSomeone I know wanted to part with items she had accumulated…
Exploring Fokida-Trikorfo Village

Exploring Fokida-Trikorfo Village

Trikorfo is a village situated at a height of 550 meters between three peaks, built amphitheatrically. It overlooks the Corinthian…
The hidden illumination inside you

The hidden illumination inside you

An unknown future looms on the horizon, the world is unpredictable and dangerous again. According to modern sociologists, another “magical…
Strolling to Piazza Navona

Strolling to Piazza Navona

Mine is not a nostalgic discourse, even if certain rarefied atmospheres of past years might have had a certain charm,…
Fresh flowers on an old canvas

Fresh flowers on an old canvas

03/05/2024CheboksaryRussian FederationMy grandmother would have turned 99 today. But she hasn’t been with us for 13 years. I remember how…
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