The city breathes beneath the night,
Where iron tracks catch silver light.
A mother walks with hurried grace,
Shielding her child in this busy place.
Where iron tracks catch silver light.
A mother walks with hurried grace,
Shielding her child in this busy place.
The crowd drifts by like shifting smoke,
Wrapped tight against the evening cloak.
A quiet world within the rush,
Bound by a mother’s tender hush.
Wrapped tight against the evening cloak.
A quiet world within the rush,
Bound by a mother’s tender hush.
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FE 16mm f1.8 G
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From the coats people are wearing it must be a chilly night. Not sure the baby carriage should be on the rail tracks.
ReplyDeleteQuite a common sight actually
DeleteVery nice-Christine cmlk79.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteUna curiosa fotografía urbana en la que el padre de la criatura se oculta en un segundo plano.
ReplyDeleteLate afternoon, people rushing to get home and wrap up their day.
ReplyDeleteMolt ben copsades les llums i les ombres.
ReplyDeleteSalutacions!
The mood is different
DeleteUna ciudad en pleno movimiento a pesar de las temperaturas nocturnas.
ReplyDeleteIs that a busker's abandoned guitar case and chair in the middle of the road?
ReplyDeleteI always click onto your photos so I can see all of the details you manage to capture in perfect view. Have a nice day.
ReplyDeleteVery nice street candid!
ReplyDeleteWell done as always.
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