

Regression
Valentino wanders through the city like an apparition, ensnared in the liminal space between nostalgia and departure. His camera fragments reality into vestiges of a nation that still lays claim to him. Spaces where memory murmurs unfulfilled promises. In a discourse that transcends mere conversation, words entwine with eloquent silences and in that fleeting exchange, the inevitable emerges: farewells foretold, inscribed before they are ever uttered.
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