Дорадура

Love sometimes arrives not like a bolt from the blue, but like a chance glance across a crowd - awkward, strange, and therefore absolutely real. It all starts with a wave of the hand and a sudden warmth in the chest that makes you want to laugh and hide at the same time. At that moment, the world ceases to be logical: words get mixed up, a friend says something from the side, but inside, only one thing sounds - ‘that's it, we're here.’ And even if there is noise, a bus, hustle and bustle, and someone calling, the heart has already decided for itself, without permission, without common sense.