Doch die Zeit, die weitergeht.
An empty bench next to an old farm on a hill. A corridor flooded with light, from which doors lead into different rooms. Two chairs with patterned cushions in front of a woodchip wallpaper. The swinging pendulum of the wooden wall clock, which takes us to different places and times with its rhythmic ticking.
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