A narrow passage descends between two aging walls, its worn concrete faintly lit by the soft glow of windows above. At the end of the path, the dark sea stretches toward distant city lights—glimmering, unreachable, almost dreamlike. The geometry of the corridor creates a sense of quiet tension, as though the viewer is standing at the threshold between abandonment and the living world beyond. It is a moment suspended in stillness, framed by architecture that remembers more than it reveals.
A narrow passage descends between two aging walls, its worn concrete faintly lit by the soft glow of windows above. At the end of the path, the dark sea stretches toward distant city lights—glimmering, unreachable, almost dreamlike. The geometry of the corridor creates a sense of quiet tension, as though the viewer is standing at the threshold between abandonment and the living world beyond. It is a moment suspended in stillness, framed by architecture that remembers more than it reveals.