The picture night shows me in the silent Agua Santa, Viña del Mar, just before six o'clock (night is still closed), waiting for the bus to take me to my work in Santiago, a large city 100 miles inland in the direction southeast. It is early fall, so you do not even as cold as a country within months. I live on the coast, at the edge water, like a toad.
The other is for the Santiago urban railway, the Metro. I sleep on a friend's house in Plaza Italia, a focal point of the city. From there I travel in this train to my job in a short distance. It is an underground station with artificial light. In this picture it's morning, but both are dark.
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