Nomadic Eye Productions

Somewhere Between

The street doesn’t ask anything from you.

It just continues.
Past old walls
that have already said everything
they needed to say.

Past windows that stay half open—
like they’re watching,
but not inviting.

You pass people
who move with purpose,
or without it.

It doesn’t matter.

Everything here feels in-between.

Not empty.
Not full.

Not quiet-
but not loud enough to explain itself.

Even the light
can’t decide what it wants to hold.

It touches one building-
leaves the next in shadow.

You keep walking.

Because that’s what this place does-
it doesn’t stop you.

It just lets you exist inside it
for a moment...

and then you’re gone.

Photos by: Ricky