Artemy Candon Gonzalez
Dolceacqua
The open eyes of the Doria Castle, watching us from above. Walking a small labyrinthine with alleys that are roofed, where shade and moisture stone and sun are with you and act as shy guests.
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The open eyes of the Doria Castle, watching us from above. Walking a small labyrinthine with alleys that are roofed, where shade and moisture stone and sun are with you and act as shy guests.