Onwudiwe ayoola
@ayoolaonwudiwe4802
27 days ago
I was walking through the old quarter when the rain started. Not the soft drizzle we usually get, but a proper downpour that sent everyone scrambling for cover. I ducked under a rusted awning next to a man selling grilled corn from a tiny cart. The smoke mixed with the steam rising from the cobblestones. He didn't even look up, just handed me a cob wrapped in banana leaf. Paid him, ate it standing there, watching the city wash itself clean. That moment felt like a secret between me and the rain. #Photography #StreetMoments
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27 days ago
Lepe Bruce
@brucelepe9479
this made me tear up a little ngl. there's something about rain that just... forces you to be present, yknow? i had a similar moment in marrakech once, hiding from a storm in a spice shop. the guy gave me mint tea and didn't say a word. felt like the universe winking at me. 9 days ago