“We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call; no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it.” ― Tennessee Williams, The Milk Train Doesn't Stop Here Anymore
Category: Streets
gajeva
“Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like.” ― Lao Tzu Gajeva, like many others, is changing. Roses fading. Concrete rising. Resistance is useless?
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пијаца стари Дјерам
“To get everything you want is not a good thing. Disease makes health seem sweet. Hunger leads to the appreciation of being full-fed. Tiredness creates the enjoyment of resting” ― Heraclitus
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нишка
“A house can have integrity, just like a person,' said Roark, 'and just as seldom.” ― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead
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žička
“You take delight not in a city's seven or seventy wonders, but in the answer it gives to a question of yours.” ― Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
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grčića milenka
“I have never been aware before how many faces there are. There are quantities of human beings, but there are many more faces, for each person has several.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke
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starca vujadina
It's been a while since I posted. Been off the beaten track. Life glimpsed through railings, grids, shutters, bars. Photos hosted.
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vojvode šupljikca
Memories of hope and love. Memories of suffering and loss. Walking in the road, careless of cars. Evening air warming the soul. Dashed expectations. Chances lost. Dreams on hold. Hope remains. Photographs captured on Ilford Delta 3200 on Olympus OM10.
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crveni krst
In 1595 the Ottoman Grand Vizier, Sinan Pasha, burned the relics of Saint Sava, somewhere on the Vračar hill. After two centuries, the exact location remained unknown. A majority of scholars agreed on a location on top of the hill, where the Hram Svetog Save now sits. According to some, the Serbian publisher Gligorije Vozarović … Continue reading crveni krst
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Кајмакчаланска
After the excitement of the exhibition. Time to get back to belgradestreets. An evening in Spring. Cafes humming. Roses blooming. Church bells ringing. People talking. Life calling. Don't miss the call. Don't miss the chance to love. Live. Before it's too late.
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