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The tiles on the corridor rattling when you approach my apartment in an old building in a side street of the Viennese belt. Krrtsch, Krrtsch. Steps in the staircase sound like porous cracking cartilage surfaces in joints. In need of renovation. Krrtsch. “Don’t you have a lift?” Asks Maria Wittmann that her job is to find locations for films and advertisements. A film team, she explains something out of breath, does not like to drag heavy equipment to the third floor. The ground floor is therefore more practical.
