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Night, On The Waterfront

Posted in 5D-II, Free Liu Xia by Knutsvik on January 17, 2012

Monday, 16th January 2012. Stockholm City.

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  1. Johanne said, on January 17, 2012 at 9:49 PM

    Får kjensla av å småspionere litt inn i små augneblink i folks kvardag. Tommel opp eg likar det!

    • Knutsvik said, on January 17, 2012 at 11:20 PM

      hehe, hey Johanne, eg kjende meg litt som ein spion eg og der eg sat og venta på at ho i den raude skjorta skulle reisa seg frå pulten og gå forbi eit av glasa – og trur du ikkje ho såg meg 😉

      takk for gode ord!

      Hepp!

  2. Silje said, on January 18, 2012 at 9:18 AM

    Oh…damn it! Det ble 18. før denne surrhøna husket på 16. Huff, jeg er er håpløst tilfelle. Men du…jeg håper du hadde en flottesen dag, Herr Knutsvik. Og at du fikk alt du ønsket deg.

    *Smask på etterskudd*

    • Knutsvik said, on January 18, 2012 at 9:20 PM

      hahaha, ay, Cheeks, no worries – 41 er ikke akkurat mye å rope hurra for, og så klok som jeg er så korttidsemigrerte jeg like greit til söta bror for litt business and pleasure 😀

      (bare vent til du er like gaaammal som gamle T-Bone, btw, da skal du få se på surrehøne da :D)

      *smaaaaaaaaaaaask*

  3. hobokollektiv said, on January 18, 2012 at 11:02 AM

    It feels like living & working in a box, brother. Glad that you manage to get me out, free my eyes & mind. What a claustrophobic yet hypnotizing frame.

    Feels like an old Hank Williams tune: “No matter how I struggle and strive I’ll never get out of this world alive” But it feels so alive & good. Great, great, great!

    All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.

    • Knutsvik said, on January 18, 2012 at 9:28 PM

      ay, Fritsch, they’re certainly working in a big …. glass box – exposed for all passersby to see their every little move, and I don’t think they mind or notice as long as it’s light outside, but something changes when the light goes down. and most of the workers leave for home. suddenly the ones who stay late become living objects appearing on some …. big stage. and I cannot help but think that must somehow …. affect them, subconsciously at least.

      thanks for your kind words, mate!

      life, love and heppiness!

  4. Tui Lui said, on January 18, 2012 at 11:17 AM

    Dette bilder gir så mange assosiasjoner. bygningsprofilen ligner på tvillingtårna. Er det minuttet før det smeller.
    Hva er forholdet mellom dama i rødt og mannen i telefonen?
    Hvorfor jobber de seint, bare de to. KOpierer de kundelistene og stikker av med hele butikken?

    • Knutsvik said, on January 18, 2012 at 9:37 PM

      haha, hey Tui Lui, det er jo svensker så enten tenker de på penger, på gammal storhet eller på et eller annet de kan klage på eller detaljregulere livet ut av 😀

      *ler*

      neida – Sverige er jättefint og svensker er hur trävliga som helst, og jeg hadde to fine, og veldig travle, dager der borte!

      Hepp!

  5. B. said, on January 18, 2012 at 7:25 PM

    Love it!

    Feels like spying! So I love it…! 😉

    • Knutsvik said, on January 18, 2012 at 9:48 PM

      hehehe, hey, thanks, Bubbles – it somehow felt a bit like spying too, even if I knew I was clearly visible with the lights on behind me, but still it felt a little like spying and strangely enough it also felt like the woman in the red shirt heard the shutter click so I got up quickly and closed the curtains as soon as I’d taken the picture 😀

      Hepp!


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