Thinks are waiting me home 🏡 growing or fading… In the meanwhile I was enjoying my time in NewYork, BedStuy and Williamsburg.

The things I saw 👀 tasted 👅 and smelled 👃 in Brooklyn , remembered me the main point of an outcome. Being pretty 😍 lovely 🥰 and neat. Brilliant and shiny ✨ new and unexpected, tickling and tacking in any ways of time and space. Even it is all dirty in those burrows I can easily notice how art is popping out in every view of the city.