and suddenly, the fog
Bordeaux, Place de la Bourse, the square-mirror. During the summer the square is filled with people, tourists, children, who play and run on its surface, constantly wet to reflect the beautiful scenery of the square. Suddenly, the fog. Everything is wrapped in cotton wool, and those people, who were previously \"colours in the sun\", become shadows, shadows playing, running, playing, dancing... in that artificial fog that moves them away, that isolates them, at least for a while, from the real world.
Andrea Frullini, Italy, Rome