l’edizione 11. places visited (and not yet) 🔊 [ ON ]
just got back clubbing from ‚the quarter‘ in novi sad, serbia. stumbled on an old playground, tucked between crumbling high-rises. there it was—a creepy little figure on the swing. felt like a fever dream, or maybe i was still tripping. the swing creaked, almost laughing at me. graffiti whispered stories, and the cracked pavement felt alive. snapped a short movie, but it’s all a blur. left with chills, and no way i’m coming back. this place is a whole vibe, but i’m out.