Why I called it The Bridge of Memories, because I have many stories with this bridge.
Many days I walked through it. It was started at the end of last year´s summer until early spring.
Alone or with a friend.
Once.
It located near to my place and the view is good to take a walk.
Breathe free.
The things that I saw and the people I have met.
Every little thing meant something to me.
Took photos in this area.
Quite sad have to leave and not seeing this bridge anymore.
Forever.
