Every city, has it's own lost places.

Early in the morning the sun rises. A huge anthill comes into play. Сrowds of people rush to work. They need money for a comfortable life. We are so numerous and we are so close, but at the same time we are indifferent to each other. The rays of a star called the sun are reflected in huge storefronts. The machines are buzzing and everyone is racing toward the target. The center of the city is a huge soulless mechanism. You think that you are very important detail, but when you will escape, nobody will notice your absence. Time is a formidable force. Places where life used to boil becomes forgotten. No one remembers them anymore. I took these photos for you. I hope it will be interesting.

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