on a day where the mist claims the skies, the shoreline of palmanova breathes quietly. a lone figure, clad in the luminous vest of duty, walks beside the calm sea, electric scooter in tow — a silent sentinel in the serene hush of winter. the fog lays a softening filter over the landscape, muting the colors of the beach and the trees, making the mountains appear as distant shadows. this tranquility is palpable, a stark contrast to the bustling summer months. it's a moment captured, where time slows, and palmanova's winter whispers are felt rather than heard.
whispers of palmanova
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