This oil store is situated in the back street of a small market. Those three ladies are from the same family, they work really hard and are very popular in the neighborhood!

Follow this road till the end!

Under Pressure - Tomas Tranströmer The blue sky's engine-drone is deafening. We're living here on a shuddering work-site where the ocean depths can suddenly open up - shells and telephones hiss. You can see beauty only from the side, hastily, The dense grain on the field, many colours in a yellow stream. The restless shadows in my head are drawn there. They want to creep into the grain and turn to gold. Darkness falls. At midnight I go to bed. The smaller boat puts out from the larger boat. You are alone on the water. Society's dark hull drifts further and further away.