"Look at that," Stefania whispered, pointing toward a small flower stall where an elderly woman was meticulously arranging a bouquet of sunflowers. "The contrast between the bright petals and the shadows in the doorway—it’s perfect."
The sun dipped below the Bucharest skyline, casting a golden glow over the cobblestone streets of the Old Town. adjusted the strap of her camera, her eyes catching the way the light played against the glass windows of a nearby café. Stefania Calofir With another girl
Elena closed her notebook, a spark of excitement lighting up her face. "Stefania, I think we just found our next project." "Look at that," Stefania whispered, pointing toward a