"36 square meters and the square below spread their shoulders wide open. The sky is gray and black birds patrol the empty streets. its cold and windy outside. people run around in circles, cars fly by, lights explode in vitrines and cigarettes burn holes in peoples souls. Windows closed; the air conditioner dries me from inside. There is no end in this story for a lonely stranger like me." A black and white series photographed by Jurij Treskow.