Bucharest has a fluidity both spatial and temporal, floating between an unprocessed past and an uncertain future on the fringes of Europe. 26 years after the violent fall of Ceaușescu, deconstruction is manifest but the outcome remains volatile. A process of simultaneous modernisation and decay is taking place. It is not easy to discard decades of the cruellest dictatorship. Its traces are still ubiquitous. These images are on the borderline between chronicle and fiction. This series is about time, about inevitable endings, about what is fading — but also what is yet to fade. It is about shadows that trace invisible, blurred, and oblique lines and borders.