(wo)Men on the move
I love travelling. Ever since I was a little freckled, big-eyed child and my family and I were visiting my grandparents. I loved staring through the window and into the windows of the houses we were passing by – my innocent voyeurism. My dad used to stop midway for a break and sweet treats. That, I would say, was the straight-forward conditioning that today makes … Continue reading (wo)Men on the move