Photography- Photographer Cottonbro
CITIES THAT WHISPER
Every city has a voice.
Sometimes it’s loud,
in squares and stations.
But often,
it’s soft.
A conversation floating
from an open window.
The rhythm of a broom
sweeping a doorstep at dawn.
The echo of your own steps
in an empty lane.
To hear it,
you have to slow down.
Pause.
Look past the landmarks.
The real city doesn’t shout—
it whispers.
And once you hear it,
you’ll never travel
the same way again.