Evros River. The border between Greece and Turkey. By the riverbank an outpost and a deadly minefield that a platoon of volunteers are struggling to clear. In the night, gangs transfer illegal immigrants across the river. Sometimes, the minefield breaks its dark silence, when the unfortunate step inside. At a tiny spot on the map, the waves of history disembark human souls, and guilt and innocence are not identifiable. In a landscape where primitive archetypical desires move the people, we try to shed light upon select unconventional paths. |
