under the bridge

september. under the pol-e-khadju in isfahan. the zayandeh rud dried out in the summer month. it´s hot. the people hide themselves from the sun, the heat. who knows from what else. a man sings a song for a baby. people  take rest, are asleep. a boy and a girl start a pakour: they climb, they jump, they run.

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