Photographer's Note

Ok, I'm running from the light, running from the day to night
The quiet silence defines our misery
The riot inside keeps trying to visit me
No matter how we try, it's too much history
Too many bad notes playing in our symphony
So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go
Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow
And then you call upon God...

(30 Seconds to Mars)

...taken at the underpass of the railway station...

(bergamo tren istasyonunun altgeçitinde çekildi.)

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