Up the wide stairs onto the platform of Bruxelles Nord Station. The clock said 7.43, the train would arrive and leave by 7.55.
In the golden light filled space there were constant comings and goings. For twelve minutes I am pure presence. Absorbed in what I miss most about city living.
Straight lines, edgy shadows, bits and pieces of the lives of others. My last 12 minutes in the city of Bruxelles.
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I enjoyed spending the 12 minutes you were waiting in Bruxelles Nord and details you captured. even though your train station is very different from our here in the states, the people are pretty much the same. I always enjoy watching people and trying to figure out what their lives might be like. I hope you had a good trip…..
Thanks Nancy. Yes ours are different too here in Ireland. I was struck by the beauty of this one. Early 20th century architecture? So clean, smooth and sharp without being soulless? Yes Nancy thanks Bruxelles is worth a visit, a multi cultural old town with great food!!
These 12 minutes are so precious. I'll remember your post every time I'll have to wait for a train…
Thanks Amelie, always amazes me how there are photo opportunities everywhere……..
Love how you captured life present and illuminated!