Running through the town that seem to be the one I am calling mine. The town, in case you’d look it up in a travel guide, it advices you to go to Timisoara if you’d like to see something nice. I’d say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Could be somewhere else.Left.Somehow this building makes me think of a shut down circus. Old man walking slow amongst rushed people. Questionable function.As many other things.I did see a cute little dog on one of these streets. It was miniature and not like all those other dreadful beasts of gang dog that are cruising around here. I came closer with the camera and snapped a picture just as it turned around. And looked into something white, marble like, 4 times as big as a normal eye. I almost screamed out loud. It was so disgusting. A monster eyed dog. Probably very kind. But I’ll save you from that one.
Arad’s back streets, in passing by.