As extremely long exposures reveal the vivid reflections of the coloured walls, the dark and moody prison flourishes into tender, baroque and dreamlike universe, reminiscent to the dreams in the prison walls. I found these reflections in the old communist era building brutally beautiful, sometimes even erotic monuments of grotesk decay. They were somebodys dreams, windows to daydreams of beauty, possibilities of life outside the cold walls.

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