A FRACTION of the city.
In Tesel, I crawled up and over the fence to search for the small gap between our memories.
In Tesel, I hung my head into the sewage pipes, scouting for a bite.
In Tesel, I peeked under the floor panels and above the roof tiles to find my home.
In Tesel, I wandered the shops looking for a clock to share its time.
In Tesel, I found nothing.
Audio by Sanea Ima and Vanja Sturno.





