Location: Ingen

04.09.2008 - 24.10.2008

Here we are, alone again. It’s all so slow, so heavy, so sad… I’ll be old soon. Then at last it will be over. So many people have come into my room. They’ve talked. They haven’t said much. They’ve gone away. They’ve grown old, wretched, sluggish, each in some corner of the world.