"Will they believe in us?"
One morning I woke up early and went for a walk in the supermarket. My district was unusually empty and quiet. No one on the streets, no one in the windows, just wide roads and useless street-lights. And I thought to myself: "How would the space-travellers see us if we dissappeared all at once?" How would they imagine people living in this district, what functions assign to little fences and metal rods on the ground-floor windows? So I drew it.
Unfinished beginnings
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