Martin Mlaka
Melancholy Tunes Edition 2021
A 10km walk on a mini dune and a sandy beach with unexpected passersby. When in the middle I looked back and wondered whether not to turn around. I might not get back home before the dark if I want to walk to the next village and if I would walk back at night those stray dogs would have me for the dinner I knew. But I wondered how far away it still was. I stopped so many times to take photos. It was the land of no one. I got to the village and people looked at me: where did he come from? I met kids playing football, asked them with my hands where the bus stopped. Then, exhausted, walked another kilometer and waved at one. I jumped in and rode back to "home".

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