On top of the Fortune Bridge Gaia said look. Julia turned toward the city. Dozens of windows, perhaps more than a hundred, were illuminated and visible from where they stood. In each window there was something interesting. People playing, talking, eating together. Children running. A dog asleep on a terrace, its back lit by the window behind him. Gaia held Julia’s hand.

I’d like to know all these people.

Julia looked around her. All the buildings were one, those near and those far, the lights, the reflection of the moon on the gutters, the terraces, the panes and the canals, and the people inside and outside doing all sort of things were one still, precious thing.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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