Reflejos en la espera - Reflections in the expectation
Cada espacio le huye al vacío y a los silencios en una ciudad donde cada persona lleva su proceso, una o más historias que contar y una eterna prisa típica de una sociedad que está enmarcada por la lucha entre la naturaleza y el concreto.
Esta foto la tomé mientras esperaba el transporte hacia mi lugar de trabajo, luego de haber sido testigo de 3 intentos de lluvia tropical, 1 intento de aparición fallida de arcoiris y un par de saltos de personas despistadas ante los charcos dejados por las lluvias.
Each space flees to emptiness and silences in a city where each person carries his process, one or more stories to tell, and an eternal rush typical of a society that is framed by the struggle between nature and concrete.
I took this picture while waiting for transportation to my workplace, after having witnessed 3 attempts of tropical rain, 1 attempt of a failed rainbow, and a couple of jumps of clueless people in front of the puddles left by the rains.
Thank you so much ! Great contest
I had not thought of it this way, but what I am sure of is that spaces have not been able to get rid of us humans, and I could that what you say is part of why spaces flee to the void. Thank you @ohnoesnelson for this post.
Thank you very much for commenting! It's good to record those silent struggles in the city. 😁
Que buen reflejo! Mucha suerte en el concurso
Saludos :)
Hola! Muchas gracias!!! Un abrazo!
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