Here he stood for hours, outside the Art University.
I was baffled. Immediately behind him there was only a building and garden. Behind the fence on the left hand corner some students worked on a large sculpture protected by a tarpaulin. And behind me was a regular residential street. I even rode my bike up and down, looking for some maintenance or construction work taking place. No trucks, no equipment, no workers. Nothing.
I’m convinced that sometimes these guys must do it just for fun.