Jerusalem, Old City, May 2016.
We were by the Damascus gate in Jerusalem, i would call it one of the most magical places i have ever been. You could get lost in the smell, colors, sounds etc. We were about to leave the Old City to go to the Mount of Olives for the sunset, and then…
Then i saw this man, his face was marked by the experience, his gesture was lost in time. His eyes were chasing a better future but, same old story, no results. He was tired of seeking what he was fighting for in his life… But he gave up a while ago, now he is just waiting for it to happen.
He gave me a quick chance to take the picture, a picture that tells a story, a story that he only knows. And we will try to tell his story by looking at the picture, but as i said, it is a story that he only knows.