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The way the “stuff” has concurred this man’s life intrigued me. I looked at the car and I knew that this is direct reflection mental mess: Concentrated clutter that is created from collecting unnecessary stuff. There are so many needless “things”, material and mental, that we collect and squeeze into the spaces of our lives.

“I am ashamed of it”, he told me. “Every time I look at it I am filled with despair. I don’t know where to start”.

First I took a pictures of his car and than he took me to see his shop.

“The space in my shop filled up slowly until it reached the door. I still can remember the days I could walk in.

I tried to move things to my apartment, so the neighbors invited the police. People think that I am a loony”.

- “Every day throw something, do something small”, I tried to advise him.

His face turned gloomy: “I am afraid to throw things away. Maybe I will need it; maybe the shops will be closed and I will need this part badly. I would love to come to a clean shop, to have a clean car, I am aching to get rid of this junk, but I can't”.

 

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