By: Gabriela Yareliz The golden hour was upon us. Gold rays peeking through the tall city buildings. The evening was beautiful. I saw a radiant pair crossing the street in the opposite direction as me, walking toward me. The tan and smiling man in the white knit short sleeve polo glanced over at her. SheContinue reading “Golden Hour Departure”
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GABRIELA YARELIZ 