Women and men, all dressed in black, the women wearing bright red scarves, have squeezed themselves into a bus shelter. Standing there, they have fallen asleep, peacefully leaning against one another, in the heat of summer.

Der ländliche Raum gilt oft als verschlafen. Hier ist der Beweis. Ein ganzer Chor schläft im Bushäuschen. Wo gibt's denn so was? In Brandenburg!

Sleep is generally considered a time for regeneration. We are briefly away, only to return fit and present. But that does the sleep an injustice. Much more happens during sleep, and we remain sensitive to everything around us, who is near and who is far. Social beings remain social even in sleep.