20 years ago on a vacation I met someone that was taking pictures of doors.
Different colors, different shapes, different sizes.
As we were in an ancient village at Aegean the offer was quite impressive.
The time passed, and doors now represent something more than just images.
And I like to admire now, the result of tradition, spirituality, that talks the moment you approach and enter.
Every time a new story.
About people, places, beauty.
And how they open.
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