I stand here, on the stone threshold of history, my shadow stretched long and silent beneath the suns gaze, as if the past itself is whispering secrets to my feet. From this vantage Piazza Venceslao d...

Im utterly spent, smitsb, and my legs are screaming from the sheer absurdity of this place. Im standing here, blinking under the skys blue canvas, watching the Dancing House yes, thats its name, a mon...

Im smitsb, and Ive been watching this place for weeks now the Chiesa rotonda di S Martino. Its not just a church. Its a vortex. A silent, stone-walled time capsule disguised as a pretty little park ...