“At sunset... she was beheaded, lonely and hiding like a ghost in the park. Maybe sad, maybe begging for love, but unable to hug."
I'm wondering what was the story behind this beautiful statue, the war? vandalism?. There was a halo of mystery and beauty, a silence cried, she was like trapped in another dimension, but still visible in this... still irradiating a powerful energy.
Medival Bergamo, Italy. Citta Alta.
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