When a mysterious fog covers the street, you can’t just take it and stay at home.
So I didn't stay
Time, as always, was short, and even less ideas what to photograph...
So I just went where my eyes look, where I have never been.
And now, having made my way through the mud, bushes and thickets of reeds, industrial splendor in the spirit of a stalker and the post-apocalypse appeared before me...
