My city is old and new and in between In it, I am found and lost and never seen The colors are cries and the darkness sorrow Yet we all still hope for a ‘morrow You must go if you’ve never been See for… Continue Reading “My city.. is old and new and in between”
New york city, the city I profess to dislike, yet find myself in about once a year on average since I moved to the US. The city is where I have met many of my true, long lost or long-term friends in the U.S… Continue Reading “City lights and highlights”
This is residential street in a neighborhood in Poto Para. Where everyone knows every detail of each others lives as they tread the same path..