gabriel

I was born in eastern Europe in the late seventies. Communism ruled the land and I was blissfully ignorant of all its history. The ruins of the war have been mostly covered and in its place grew blocks of flats and brutalist concrete buildings. We played in the leftover husks of burned out factories not really caring why they were still next to our apartments. When they started to dig a trench behind our building for new steam pipes, we were drawn to the heavy machinery like moths to a flame. ...