Abendliche Randgebiete. Mehr Leben in den Höfen, hinter den Balkonen. Eng beparkt die Straße. Licht der Kneipe auf Resten von Eis. Irgendwo klirren Flaschen, Männerstimmen lachen. Kein Hauch in den Tannen, die Gespenster warten in Ruhe, durch den nahen Schlaf zu spuken. Have a safe night wherever you are.
📷 noir
10pm, elsewhere. Emptying that bottle, staring through the trees, trying to find a hole in the clouds but there's none, only starless dark for now. Everything's shadows, with random flashes of past in between. Different ages, difficult reconnects. The whole is more than just a sum of its parts, and even this way at some point the sheer amount of parts and layers is overwhelming... .