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A flock of doves take off from the small piazza, as the church bells start ringing. I listen to the sound of their fluttering wings, and to the water, flowing from the old fountain. The sound of a shutter, and a tourist trying to capture the moment. A warm breeze passes me by and brings with it the smell of fresh bread from the bakery around the corner…


It’s noon, a busy time for the local café. One of the guests, a man, takes a sip from his cup, lights a cigarette, turns the page and continues to read the news. A lady in heels and a flowery dress, strolls down the rocky street beneath my feet. Her red curls bounce over her shoulders as she walks by. The paper bag in her right hand is filled with colorful vegetables. I’m guessing that she’s probably on her way home to prepare a lunch for her family.

I hear a screeching noise; an old lady opens her window up and shakes the breadcrumbs off of the checkered tablecloth in her hands. Seconds after that, a sparrow lands underneath the window and eats one crumb, then another… and another. It reacts to the sound of approaching footsteps. A young love couple walks by. They’re holding hands, exchanging glances and sharing gentle kisses. Expressing their love for each other. I smile, and I admire...


It’s an ordinary day, in a not-so-ordinary place. And who knows if all of this really happened?

All I know is that Imagination was my first love. As for the rest…


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Taken on August 27, 2010