In a quiet corner, an old woman sits on a stool, lost in her thoughts. Bent by the weight of countless years, a single tear trickles down her deeply lined cheeks. #vintage #nostalgia #reflection
In a quiet corner, an old woman sits on a stool, lost in her thoughts. Bent by the weight of countless years, a single tear trickles down her deeply lined cheeks. #vintage #nostalgia #reflection