A city walk with no itinerary

The long way home. / Eve giden uzun yol.

Image sequence:
01. Full-length candid mid-step along the cobbled street, trench open, one hand holding the tote strap, quiet closed lips, head turned slightly toward a shop window. Show both feet.
02. A corner of faded stone architecture, pale window shutters and a small tree shadow, no people.
03. Waist-up beside a pale wooden doorway, shoulders angled to the wall, one hand in a trouser pocket, eyes glance toward the camera from a gentle three-quarter turn, subtle closed-mouth smile.
04. Oxblood flats and ecru trouser hems viewed downward over irregular worn cobblestones, a corner of the trench at the top.
05. An intimate street flower display of white and cream stems in metal buckets against plaster, no readable signs.
06. Seated waist-up on a stone ledge, hands loosely clasped over one knee, smiling at a companion outside the frame toward image left, head nearly upright, spontaneous conversational expression.
07. A plain sketchbook and single wrapped flower peeking from the dark leather tote on the stone wall.
08. Full-length walking away along the quiet street then glancing back three-quarter toward the photographer with an easy open smile. Natural shoulder turn rather than a twisted neck, tote at her side, both shoes visible.
