Zapuščenost
(Bojana Kunst)
Povsod v tem mestu kaj štrli iz časa, sega v sedanjost kot ošiljeno opozorilo: nič ne bo trajalo večno, četudi se ti, takrat ko živiš, tako včasih zdi. Na vsakem koraku zveni preteklo življenje, vonj po zapuščenosti in odvečnosti obdaja ulice, kjer ena izložba za drugo kleca pod gluho samoto praznine v blagajni. Tokovi menjave, blaga, zabave in druženja so mesto skupaj z novimi potrošniškimi sanjami zapustili in se zdaj le polagoma vračajo vanj. Duhovi preteklosti po oglasnih deskah iščejo prebivalce, ki jih ne bi domišljavo zabrisali na smetišče zgodovine, ampak jih pogumno pripustili v svoje ideje in sanje o prihodnosti.
Desertion
All over the city, you will find derelicts of times past that have found their way into the present in the form of a sharpened admonition: nothing lasts forever, even if it may seem so, from time to time, to you, while you are still living your life. Every step of the way you can hear echoes of a life past, while the smell of desertion and redundancy envelops the streets, in which one shop window after the other is tottering against the deaf loneliness of the empty cash register. The currents of trade, goods, entertainment and socialising once left the city behind, accompanied by their consumers' dreams, and are only slowly but surely coming back. Bulletin boards are covered in ghosts of the past looking for inhabitants who should not vainly consign them to the dustbin of history but valiantly allow them to enter their ideas and dreams of the future instead.