It's still dark when I gently close the car door. No lighting in the houses, the residents still asleep. It is cold outside. I take my camera and I walk towards the lonely and almost sad looking grounds of an abandoned building.
As I take my pictures, my thoughts go to how it must have been. What happened to the smiling people at the kitchen table? Why did they leave? Miners with the cigarette carelessly between the lips, pausing factory workers.
Through my photography I want to unravel their secrets piece by piece. My poetic vision on "the secrets to yesterday", my best kept secrets are now available for everyone.
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