Abundance 169.

María Pilar Díez Calderón

A woman, arriving after me and she, in a hurry, to go first. A facial expression of being late, maybe. A man cleaning glass walls.

That factory producing noises, acoustic and lighting pollution; damaging brains and human sight. The man next seat smelling at done laundry.

A day I will leave away, far away and I will be missed to the core. It is a beautiful morning, so nice, walking and being warm with light clothing. Taking photos and videos. A professional one. Certain people waits for me to take them, watching out, being…