Last night I walked into a small alley in Milan and entered a lovely art studio where the owner printed hundreds of interesting photos from archives. The amazing thing is that he (the owner) can passionately tell stories from every single photo. He was patiently answering my questions (some were stupid hahaha but I just asked). We had a lovely talk and he said I could pick two more photos for free as a gift. Moments later when he put on the glasses and started writing a story at the back of the photo for me, I said how nice his glasses’ frame was – because it was really nice and pretty unique with turquoise color, so he decided to give more me gifts 
– also maybe because of me mumbling some Italien words he told me in a very clumsy way but somehow he found it funny or (maybe) cute 
. I told him that it was okay, he gave me enough gifts already but still, he selected a photo for me and of course, he didn’t forget to tell me the story behind it.
Traveling reminds me of how lucky I am to be able to see the world and taste new food (sometimes good, sometimes not so good but memorable ) but among others to meet very kind people who constantly make me believe more in kindness and living meaningfully. Soooo as long as you want to know and are patient and curious enough, stories will automatically come to you.
The other photos I will keep them for myself 😝