the timeless silhouette

the streets of munich carried a quiet hum, and there it stood, a relic from a bygone era. a porsche, its curves gleaming like polished obsidian, reflecting the fleeting moments of modernity around it. leaning over, a figure lost in thought or perhaps memory, blending seamlessly with the car’s timeless allure. the metropol garage sign above whispered of history, of lives touched by these wheels and their journeys. the muted tones stretched the gap between past and present, a bridge where nostalgia lingers, and the mind wanders.