"Maybe we should collaborate," Stefania suggested, turning to Elena with a smile. "A series where your sketches breathe life into my photographs. We can show Bucharest as it is and as it feels."
"Look at that," Stefania whispered, pointing toward a small flower stall where an elderly woman was meticulously arranging a bouquet of sunflowers. "The contrast between the bright petals and the shadows in the doorway—it’s perfect." Stefania Calofir With another girl
Elena closed her notebook, a spark of excitement lighting up her face. "Stefania, I think we just found our next project." "Maybe we should collaborate