Late, after work, I am curious to see how the streets look like.
A small bar in Carrer de Padilla with the name “the theatre bar” or something similar and three friends outside it smoking. I can see the long bar inside all covered in a weird, electrical blue.
Then a church somewhere in Gran Via de les Corts Catalanes.
Then some other streets and then again some others. I watch the emptiness of the streets. I watch the corners, which the buildings create in every new street. The cars are passing by so fast and make the leafs of the trees jump on the air.
I enjoy watching the windows of the buildings. In the inside there is light and sometimes there is absolute darkness.
Who else might be wandering around so late at this time?
Lignes invisibiles 