Who knows how many people have crossed that threshold, how many have appeared in those windows, how many glances, how many hopes , how many fears hidden inside or seeking shelter outside. Collection of windows and doors, sensations and feelings.

Come in my secrets
The nail
Far outside
Royal Flush
The only memory of you
Faces Facing
Do not open
No protection
Ivy side
The threshold of the time
Ora come allora

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