Pareidolia is the tendency to see faces (and meaning overall) where there’s none

In Monaco, everything smells amazing: the trees outdoors and perfumes indoors

A number plaque: Spooky typography: Poster against war

Paris was much cleaner than I foredeemed, both on the week before the Olympics in July, and in early September as well

The train I was in had to take a detour because of a fatal accident further down the line

The seafront in Nervi: The benches have movable backrests. I haven’t seen this anywhere other than Genoa...

Outdoors: A number plaque: Accidental modern street-art

Ducks in the river: What’s that dent in the top part of the sky? A cloaked extraterrestrial craft, perhaps?...

An old plaque: A number plaque: A sign

There’s a music festival in town right now

The bus ticket: A lone poppy: Woven typography

Tactility is underappreciated. After all, an object needs to be touched to be fully understood

Immaculate typography

A river view: Building with nice texture: Eye-pleasing “Ristoratore” plaque

Sanremo is my favorite city in the world. The sea

I like to swim in lakes, not seas. But the Mediterranean Sea in Cap d’Ail is an exception

Interesting rock construction in Moscow Oblast