Innholdsfortegnelse for TRIP 3 i 21 Degrees

Today we want to share with you the beginning of a different experience. We have created a travel magazine that will show, in each edition, four visited destinations where we will show what was lived through our eyes. The art of photography allows us to dream, fly with our imagination and create a subjective story that will allow the reader to visualize our experience in a different way. We hope that this magazine finds it interesting and manages to get hooked on our stories. Enjoy it.…

Walking through his skin, while I know each space of his being, in each corner I feel his subtle embrace and I feel accompanied, I feel loved. I would like to take drugs with something that would make the seconds become hours with the purpose of feeling in her every whisper, every gasp and listening in her silence to her desire not to get away from me. Suddenly their campaigns double and, although I am still embraced by their bows, they manage to break the bubble of my fantasies as if it were with a pin and take me to the border of reality.…

Walking through his skin, while I know each space of his being, in each corner I feel his subtle embrace and I feel accompanied, I feel loved. I would like to take drugs with something that would make the seconds become hours with the purpose of feeling in her every whisper, every gasp and listening in her silence to her desire not to get away from me. Suddenly their campaigns double and, although I am still embraced by their bows, they manage to break the bubble of my fantasies as if it were with a pin and take me to the border of reality.…

Walking through his skin, while I know each space of his being, in each corner I feel his subtle embrace and I feel accompanied, I feel loved. I would like to take drugs with something that would make the seconds become hours with the purpose of feeling in her every whisper, every gasp and listening in her silence to her desire not to get away from me. Suddenly their campaigns double and, although I am still embraced by their bows, they manage to break the bubble of my fantasies as if it were with a pin and take me to the border of reality.…

Walking through his skin, while I know each space of his being, in each corner I feel his subtle embrace and I feel accompanied, I feel loved. I would like to take drugs with something that would make the seconds become hours with the purpose of feeling in her every whisper, every gasp and listening in her silence to her desire not to get away from me. Suddenly their campaigns double and, although I am still embraced by their bows, they manage to break the bubble of my fantasies as if it were with a pin and take me to the border of reality.…

THE ARCHS OF THE FRONTIER Walking through his skin, while I know each space of his being, in each corner I feel his subtle embrace and I feel accompanied, I feel loved. I would like to take drugs with something that would make the seconds become hours with the purpose of feeling in her every whisper, every gasp and listening in her silence to her desire not to get away from me. Suddenly their campaigns double and, although I am still embraced by their bows, they manage to break the bubble of my fantasies as if it were with a pin and take me to the border of reality. ETERNAL LOVE Like every morning I come home with a smile. My beloved is waiting for me for breakfast, because only…