There are moments when technology stops seeming neutral and begins to resemble a mirror. This story was born from there: from digital addiction, from the normalization of war, and from that disturbing silence that comes when you realize how fragile the world we call normal is. ETHER Fingers on the keyboard make less noise...
I've always liked the smell of wet asphalt. It smells like a respite. That evening, however, there was something strange in the air: a hint of metallic ozone, as if lightning had been stuck between the buildings on the outskirts of town and was slowly decaying. I saw it near the highway pylon, slumped against the peeling concrete. At first...
There are places we pass through that leave behind only photographs. And then there are places that inhabit us. Not simple coordinates on a map, but safe havens for the soul: mirrors in which we rediscover parts of ourselves we thought lost, or that we still hope to become. For me, Caorle is this. Today I returned. Walking…
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