vacanze (reupload - original had lost the Sound) A small rural home somewhere in the Italian countryside. The kind of place where time doesn’t seem to pass—but the decay quietly proves otherwise. In the courtyard, beneath a weathered groin vault, everything feels strangely calm. The light is soft, the silence warm. It’s as if the house is exhaling—holding on to one last summer afternoon. Inside, beams are starting to give way. Floorboards above creak with every step, some barely holding. The upp