There's something about the time of day, right after golden hour, where everyone is still out and about despite the fading light and the streets take on an eerie quality all their own.
It's not quite night, but still only evening, a kind of hybrid between the bustling crowds of the day and the calmer streets of night. Florence had a special of evening, this day was different to most: it was New Year's Eve.
Hi! I'm Louise. I am a writer, photographer, traveler, book fanatic and blogger. I love to post about my adventures and the little things I do that make life fun.
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