My home in my single years
I moved in as a single man. For ten years this apartment was my refuge: I came home here after work, cooked dinners for friends, read and worked on the sofa while the light from the courtyard came through the windows.
I chose everything with care: the parquet, the mirrored built-in wardrobes, the jacuzzi tub that was my small luxury after the longest days. I loved this place, and every room holds a memory.



