“It had a face… Carried by someone else. But it had one.”
They walked into the restaurant, and I was going farther and farther from the car. People were moving aside when they saw me walking. They saw someone who couldn't go through the crowd like them. Many new buildings and places grew in that town, but it lost more than it gained. The air was without its poisonous calmness, also the hills weren't visible anymore. As I was closer to the church, I felt like I had never been in that town before. Vendors were gone and all those smells from them too. The church had a new facade and didn't look that well. The sunlight was reflecting from the white tower and made it look like shining. I got an idea to look in at first. I wanted to see the painting that the priest once showed me. The door was
