Red is the color of my eye

Nesrine Khodr

“Two concierges of Hamra street, two buildings of Hamra, the two sides of the street, two dimensions: time and space; memory and territoriality. They have been keeping their buildings for the past twenty years, they watch over them, watch the people coming in and out of them, watch the people on the street, watch the street. They spend a good deal of their time in the space between the building and the street, they do not live and no one lives in the buildings they keep.”