At an unremarkable corner, I saw a car swallowed by time. I thought of the people it once carried — the wind, the laughter along the roads. Now, only rust and silence remain. The moment I pressed the shutter, it felt as if I had captured a fading memory.
At an unremarkable corner, I saw a car swallowed by time. I thought of the people it once carried — the wind, the laughter along the roads. Now, only rust and silence remain. The moment I pressed the shutter, it felt as if I had captured a fading memory.