The suitcases are still unopened. I arrived three days ago, and Bogotá didn’t welcome me with a bang—but with a pause. One of those long ones. The kind that happens between two lines of a sentence, when someone is still deciding whether to stay or run.
Kassi got here first, with her Brazilian laugh and those eyes that hold stories like old postcards. Two strangers crossing paths—same story, but it never feels the same. The golden light spills through the clouds, tinting everything a pale green, like a memory that refuses to fade. We talked about loves that no longer hurt, about cities we left behind… and maybe about the next corner of the world where we’ll meet again.
But the most honest part of it all was the silence. Kassi changed what that word means for me. She made me think about how simple and hard it can be to connect. How we speak in so many ways beyond words. And how silence sometimes screams… or soothes. There’s a kind of silence that says everything.
Photography by Alexander Tarazona
Model is Kassi
Alexander Tarazona also contributed to our C-Heads print volume 38. The issue delves into the art of slowing down, celebrates the joy of crafting, invites you to feel the freedom from society’s temporal constraints, and captures the alluring sentiment that everything looks more beautiful under the sun.
Photographer: Alexander Tarazona @analogtourist
Model: Kassi @kassi_ritta
