If I say Florence, what's the first thing that comes to your mind? Art. At least to me.
And, actually, it is. When you reach the center it's like jumping into the past.
It smells like "ones upon a time", when things were built to last.
You can feel it in every corner. From the Dome, passing by "Palazzo Vecchio", from the beautiful "Uffizi" to the "Ponte Vecchio". You have the sensation that nothing should be changed; "I'm still beautiful" Firenze shouts out loud.
And she's right: from the peak of "Piazzale Michelangelo" you can have the proof. Looking at her with in background some beautiful guitar tones by a street musician, makes everything crystal clear. Even my little Fuji looks happy to capture all this beauty, and my eyes too. This is my personal vision, in black and white.