Beneath the golden sun, his weathered face tells a story of battles unseen. Wrapped in layers of time, he clutches a paper cup—his treasure, his comfort. His piercing gaze, both distant and sharp, lingers somewhere between the past and the present.
Capturing this moment was no easy task. His mind, adrift in unseen currents, made him unpredictable—a soul lost in a world that did not see him. Yet, for a fleeting second, he stood still, allowing the light to paint his resilience, his struggle, his silent dignity.
A portrait of a man forgotten, yet unforgettable.