Afternoon in Manhattan's East Village.
Many people are watching the temporary stage set up in the square. In front of them, girls dressed in the national costumes of their home countries begin to perform traditional dances.
It's the moment when the winds of homeland blow through the foreign country they're used to living in.
Piazza San Marco in winter
In the square where people gather, there are various faces and various emotions.
There is love to be talked about, a life full of joy and a past full of bitterness. A single photograph stirs the imagination of the viewer.
Church gate
The church is a sacred place that welcomes everyone.
The gates of the church strictly separate order from chaos.
In a scene I encountered in Buenos Aires, a girl was quietly standing at the border between the two.
