Children look out the windows, an old woman in light blue shower sandals stares at her laptop. A granny complains about her grandson’s loud music. A man still hasn’t gotten over the fact that he had to go to war then. An observation. A snapshot, from a world that seems to be stuck in another time. Once a day a lonely train wagon bearing the original nickname of “Matrix” drives into the Russian mountain village of Otdalennyj, which means “remote”.

Julia Weigl