Between the mesh and the wall, the clothes are uncomfortable. The mesh tides them, the wall covers them; the sun does not come, the wind does not run. These clothes want to fee, to jump the wall, to come untied from the tweezer, to fly. The tweezers...
Everything is a suggestion. Everything is suggestive. Tweezers suggest clothes, clothes suggest people, people suggest ...
A very, very, very but such a very, very, very sportwoman. Gymnasiums are only shorters of washing-machines....
There they are, hung topsy-turvy, unarmed, executed, the trousers. Because of their compromise with the life and with the work or who dressed and washed them - these trousers belong to men, so, they probably weren’t wash by the same person who dressed them...