7.2 210 Drama May 2026

And now it’s in a box. In a shop. In a town where nothing happens.

(Slamming a small screwdriver onto the bench)Repetition is precision! You think your "art" is better because it’s messy? This watch belonged to a man who crossed the Atlantic. It kept his pulse when everything else was sinking. 7.2 210 Drama

I’m leaving tomorrow. For the residency in Berlin. I came to say goodbye. And now it’s in a box

(Steps forward, floorboards creak)It’s been three years, Grandpa. The air in here is the same dust from when I was ten. ELIAS Dust is just time that’s settled. Leave it be. floorboards creak)It’s been three years