2015

Brighton by the sea, long brunches, quiet rooms where Ethereum was explained calmly at one pound an ether. Lewes burned with ritual fire. London moved too fast to listen. It was early. That was the advantage.

Venice does not knock. It drifts in. An invitation becomes a crossing, a случай meeting becomes a bridge. In a narrow alley, a photograph turns into destiny. Graffiti rises on rusted walls facing the lagoon, and history whispers through spray, water, and chance. In Venice,…