Im exhausted, smitsb, but Im still here, standing on this cracked asphalt, watching the town breathe. This isnt just a street its a living, breathing crossroads where the Alps dont just loom overhead,...

I am here, not just in Livigno, but within the very pulse of its alpine heartbeat, holding this glass of liquid sunset like a sacrament. The world outside the wooden eaves is a blur of warm light and ...