2022.08 Poznan

Poznan. Once, it was my life, my home. But then, after moving to Berlin and the long social separation of the pandemic, I experienced the old truth that a place is mostly made out of people. Some moved out. Others drifted away. Homes turned into buildings, ways into asphalt…

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