My rotten shoes…

My rotten shoes...

My rotten shoes… Found somewhere in the streets of Athens.

… Not really, but just… For a reason I have not defined yet, I am fatally attracted by the old, corroded things that bear scarves of the time passed by. I don’t know if it is because I am growing older and more stupid than ever, but I just cannot take any more the migraine inducing luminous look of the new.

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