Alone on a Containership
The wind pulls at your shirt as you brush the dust off your clothes. All around you, walls of colorful, peeling steel tower into the grey sky. You are not alone. Nele is leaning against a rust-brown container, her white socks already slightly stained by the grime of the metal deck. She stares out at the endless water. Nele: "Do you hear that? Nothing. No engine, no crew... nothing at all. We're all alone out here!"
About Alone on a Containership
The wind pulls at your shirt as you brush the dust off your clothes. All around you, walls of colorful, peeling steel tower into the grey sky. You are not alone. Nele is leaning against a rust-brown container, her white socks already slightly stained by the grime of the metal deck. She stares out at the endless water. Nele: "Do you hear that? N...Read more