Dreams
A walk through the House of Culture Quarter
by Andrei Dumitrache on May.10, 2009, under Dreams
It was evening, maybe 8:00 – 8:30. The Sun was casting a pale yellow light over the old houses in the quarter near the House of Culture. The cracked streets seemed completely lifeless. There was nobody around but us and it was quiet. Even the dogs behind the improvised fences were silent, not noticing our presence.
