LAST NIGHT IN SAMARA

EN:  I noticed that doing a “Goodbye post” late from a trip to home has become my habit. In fact, I even don’t open these pictures for months. I don’t open them for very long time. Because I know that if I open them, I will become unbearably sad. I look at these dear faces, on my happy eyes. My ears hear your voices, the voices of my friends. They probably sound in my heart, they are all there, no matter what happens and no matter how many years pass. No matter how many misunderstandings we have sometimes, inspire of the different cities and countries… You are always with me, I cherish you behind the “seven locks” and I will...