Matteo

In the dim glow of a room filled with eclectic curiosities, he stands – a man whose presence is as striking as the tattoos that trace his arms. His black shirt and closely cropped hair give him an air of understated intensity. The objects adorning the wall behind him hint at stories untold, as if each one holds a piece of his enigmatic past. ‘You can’t quite put your finger on it, but there’s something about him that draws you in, like a moth to a flame. He’s the kind of person you feel could change the course of your life with just a glance.’