If Only

The War and Treaty

Συζητώντας περί συγκρούσεων.

Chinatown, my Chinatown

"As Harold walked, he began to remember a time when he had visited Chinatown in London with Maureen. It had been a world of vibrant colors, exotic scents, and the constant hum of activity. Now, as he made his way through the bustling streets, he felt a pang of nostalgia for those carefree days." 

Rachel Joyce, "The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry"

Running from the daylight

Ας είναι τουλάχιστον τρυφερή η νύχτα.