Milan, after hours

When the shows end, the city starts. A night in the streets behind the Duomo.

The shows finish at seven and the city, which has been ignoring them all week, takes over. Bars fill along the canal. Everyone who was in the front row is now in a coat, in a queue, waiting for a table like everyone else.

We walked from Brera to the Navigli with a photographer and a very patient model, stopping wherever the light was good. It was good almost everywhere.