MY OWN RIVIERA

A quiet season lingers on the Riviera. Far from summer’s spectacle, it’s a time of pale sunlight, solitary walks, and slow rituals by the sea. Here, elegance whispers—lived, not shown. Figures drift through the soft light: part memory, part mirage. This is a portrait of a place when no one’s looking. A study in stillness, presence, and the silent luxury of time.

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