04.11.2021 – II. WALK

Sunny warm spring. Opposite the New York estimated ten floor high facade of the iconic old city tower we enter a packed bus. My eyes are traveling along an amazing diversity of buildings with individual functional and decorative variations.

Suddenly close to the flame of the refinery, lit the day before in the distance. A bit like the olympic flame with its promise of victory and fame.

Stepping out we find us among just a few small buildings, close to the shore. In the noses sea-salty and muddy-rotten breezes.