It was in a small small town, Siemiatycze, at the wild virgin place in the East of Poland, where i arrived in the blue dark evening.... like in a fairy tale :)
To say simply, it is a border - between Western and Eastern Christianity, between the night and the day, between day life and long autumn dreams, between life and death... Just a thin line.
Where i were? I don't know now. But i felt happiness in this silent place... absolutely along with a bag and a camera in a sleeping at 8 o'ckock in the evening town between the forests.
Border is always interesting... contrasts are huge.
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