I'm not sure where I am. I could take a glance at a map, but I like this feeling having found the perfect oasis, suspended somewhere between reality and my imagination.
I bought my groceries from a market on wheels, a shop owner offered to fill my water before I asked, and at noon, every dog in town howled with the church bells.
Here's another cafe for ma homie @stevie.sticht.
Sembra sempre impossible finché non viene realizzato