Home»Blog»Picture Stories»Joe waits for the bus that takes him from his daughter’s place to his own on Hornsgatan. Sitting in the cold, he feels like an alien in his own body. The damned stroke killed one side of him, and the other side rarely cooperates with his brain. Still, he is here. In the cold. While his son takes pictures of him waiting for the bus.
Joe waits for the bus that takes him from his daughter’s place to his own on Hornsgatan. Sitting in the cold, he feels like an alien in his own body. The damned stroke killed one side of him, and the other side rarely cooperates with his brain. Still, he is here. In the cold. While his son takes pictures of him waiting for the bus.
