Finally, concluding the evening and there's a certain kind of sound to still prevail: A crowd, slightly annoyed it seems. Bass drum rhythms, noises from a dark car near the crossroads, loud conversations in an empty appartment across the street and it's been a while for people to move furniture in and out, over there. Attention tied to just particular slices of current reality, for watching the evening, the new night in its entirety would be too overwhelming in any way. Stories of rest and how to get there. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are