To wake up on the other side of the ocean. An atlas colored in nudes is only remembered from dreams. To take a step outside. All the streets running together until they hit the trees. Shapes of hedges ingrained in mind. Embellished windows teasing. A view of the city not to be forgot. A time to submit. The city covered in both remnants and beginnings. Spending days walking until they turn into weeks. A village seducing to linger. Reach into our sac to watch the sunset as we settle at the river you want to be near.