Beneath the city’s gleaming stone,
The restless multitudes move on;
Each bears a world, yet walks alone,
Beneath the bright and watchful sun.
The towers rise, the shopfronts gleam,
While shadows lengthen at their feet;
And life, as fleeting as a dream,
Flows onward through the crowded street.
No face remains, no footstep stays
The moment fades, the crowds depart;
Yet sunlight keeps their passing days,
Like echoes written on the heart.
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This fellow in the foreground really stands out in the sunshine with that white shirt. It seems he has his beverage and two apples. Could this be his lunch?
ReplyDeleteSí, sembla que tots pateixen el mal del món, la pressa.
ReplyDeleteSalutacions!
McDonalds is always going to be a busy place, have a nice weekend.
ReplyDeleteMan going places
ReplyDeleteFine street shot!
ReplyDeleteThe most important thing is that the light preserves their passing days...
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