Print "Modular City"

A city that has awakened and seemed to have stiffened in silence. At dawn, without entering into a dialogue, a night opens the wisdom of the morning. You leave the house, sit down on a bench in the park and everything stops and freezes while you are sitting, absolutely stops. You breathe the air, your mind is quiet and calm. You hear the surrounding movement, a rustle of leaves, sounds that are coming from houses, people, you hear all the particles of dust that hover around you in the air…