FOSDEM 24
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FOSDEM 24

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Peeking from my window, there was a lonely road with a dark underpass. Sometimes a solitary person walked by.

The back of a northern train station and the skyscrapers. Many lights and yet no one around.

At midnight, the roads change shape and become an aquarium.
More people spawned, looking for something in the streets.
Someone decided to run away by bike.

Skyscrapers at night had only evil people on the upper floors, planning for the day that will come.

I remember this view from a lift in side a hotel I went through. These people at the table didn't know that I was aiming at them.

Lights were of all shapes design styles.

Lifting capsules were silently moving up and down, while quiet people stood patiently.

I figured it must be easy to climb on these facades. "I could do it"
The underpass that felt so lonely was, in fact, always walked by someone.
No matter how often you would walk through it, someone was always behind your back.

Attempting on people's lives, shooting at them in the main square.

Self Portrait in the lift
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