Thursday Doors 2/3/23: Last of 2022 doors

With this post all my last year’s doors worth showing have been showed. Now I’ll really need to go somewhere new.

I had a quick look through all my last year’s folders (there are not as many any more) and rescued the last doors that I haven’t showed yet. They are all from around here and I pass them regularly. The last one comes with a drabble, i.e. 100-word story (not counting the title).

The first gallery shows the same gate, freshly painted last March, in four stages. As you can see, by October it was already ready for a fresh coat of paint. Did you know that a red bench symbolises fight against violence towards women? Or is this campaign only in Italy?

March.

April.

May.

October. Bestia is not guilty. For Christmas, the red bench was moved to the railway station.

Next, some door finds at an abandoned train station.

Spotted across the tracks.

Every door must be zoomed in.

Maybe not fully abandoned.

Then again… An unexpected door underground.

The next gallery shows a newly-built commercial structure in nearby Borgo Carige. It is still empty and on sale, if you’re interested. It doesn’t look all that bad… I like the arches and the greenery.

Side entrance.

A door neighbour.

And finally, let me conclude with various gates which I pass daily on my dog walks.

Testing the fisheye lens.

The donkey’s gate.

The gate with the cat on the warm tin roof.

The gate with the green frame.

A gate as bokeh.

And finally, this one deserves a real-life story in 100 words. Read it below.

Federico and Paola

“Signora!”
Signorina, actually, but I turn. 
She of the only other couple living in our condominium permanently is looking at me expectantly. 
“Lei è russa, no? You are Russian?” (English is here just for you.)
Nope, no, really not. I’ve only been living here for 10 years. No reason to know such a detail.
“But do you understand it?”
“No, I can read Cyrillic though!”
“Excellent, come with me.”
I follow her and she proudly shows me her gate.
“Federico e Paola,” I read in neat Cyrillic. 
This is how I learn their names. And how they lean in war.

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For Thursday Doors challenge hosted by Dan at No Facilities

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