Friend, I who dreamt about you, you who dreamt about me, I was barefoot you were nude, both of us with children´s games. Friend, where are those paths that we travelled together? Where is that...

The forest seemed black in the distance, like a thick wall that prevented the passage, and little by little, upon coming closer, its dark color began to turn into green foliage, protecting between...

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I always close my eyes at night
Even when the light is...

15 minutes separated these two walks in a same corner even though filmed in different sides of the Hyde Park Corner in London.
They represent two visions of the world.
Which one is...