Winter was bidding farewell to Milan, and the city awoke beneath a gentle rain. Every corner seemed to gaze at its own reflection. In the puddles, the city unfolded: the Duomo floated upside down, lights quivered, and footsteps vanished into the water.

This series is a visual stroll through a reflected city — quiet, suspended in time. A tribute to that other Milan that emerges only when rain washes its streets, when the ground turns into a mirror and paints, in the fashion capital, magical scenes worthy of a postcard.

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