Closing in on 5pm. In between rows of high-rises. Wet concrete, some laundry on rusty stands and kids playing ball across the meadows. A microcosm of its own, unrelated to anything else it seems.
Closing in on 5pm. In between rows of high-rises. Wet concrete, some laundry on rusty stands and kids playing ball across the meadows. A microcosm of its own, unrelated to anything else it seems.