Södra Skolgatan

I've been at my parents place for a week - in Inderøy where not much happens, where everything is nice and quiet, where I've discovered that the only thing I can play not to annoy my parents too much is Tori Amos, I've once again returned to Malmö. And what greets me? As I was on my way to take a nap (I got up at 0445 today), I was interrupted by noise from the street. This is nothing out of the ordinary, really, but it seemed more than normal. Looking out, I see a lot of police clashing with dudes in the street - in some kind of protest of demonstration going bad. After taking some pics and shooting some film, John and I went downstairs to talk to some people, to see what happened, and as it seemed this started from a demonstration at the city hall againt police violence... This is weird. We went down there to have a look at it, all that was left was horse poo.








It's a rough city ;)