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I love how the city looks in the rain. The streets reflect the lights on black asphalt, the cars and bikes are covered with drops and they glow, and at night everything is shiny. And then there are the umbrellas, whoever invented them had a great sense of elegance. They look so romantic popping around every corner, casting a sense of mystery about the identity of the person carrying them. Yes, the rain is always welcome into my world.
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I love how the city looks in the rain. The streets reflect the lights on black asphalt, the cars and bikes are covered with drops and they glow, and at night everything is shiny. And then there are the umbrellas, whoever invented them had a great sense of elegance. They look so romantic popping around every corner, casting a sense of mystery about the identity of the person carrying them. Yes, the rain is always welcome into my world.
2 responses to “Day Three Hundred Fifty Eight, January 15, 2012”
That’s an interesting shot too, very well observed. The far out of focus background works very well. Adrian
Wonderful description. 🙂