Koukou SkirtThe schizophrenia of time. The fold of a pleat. An envelope full of black and white photos, developed in a day. Twenty two floors above, the grey bustle of the city is silenced in the frame of a picture window. The view, a strange mix of the melancholic horror of late capitalism, coupled with the unfathomably majestic beauty of a city that houses twelve million people, in a pastel collage of seemingly infinite downtowns. Its what Immanuel Kant