It has been three days since the dozer came to my village
to widen the road so that the trucks,
carrying stones can pass the village easier.
Here are impressions of that day...
Suntali looking full of suspicion
The tap might fall prey to the trucks
The dozer is approaching
last discussions
built in years, gone in a minute
Now we have a big street in the village, but no more tap in front of the teashop...
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