The Campanile

The Campanile

The later it gets, the more tired I am and the more irrational my mind works. But for some reason, I do my best thinking deep within the dark recesses of twilight hours. I find comfort and refuge under the watchful illuminations of the night, and their perpetual mischievous twinkling.

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