On 31.12.2021 we found in the mailbox of our studio an eviction letter, for defaulting behavior, reporting the address of some place we never rented. Being the location just a couple of blocks from our studio, we immediately jumped on the car for on-the-spot investigation, to find a small white building we never noticed, even though we grew up in the neighborhood. Big windows covered from the inside with taped paper, a green metal door, firmly locked. As soon as one let the handle go, another slowly said: “I think we do have the key”. We ran to the studio to grab the key we found in a box, sent to us by someone unknown, exactly 2 years earlier. Jump cut, and the key clicks into the lock. Cellar smell, dust particles dancing in the light, there’s a table in the center of the room, on top of the table there are 4 cardboard boxes, on the top of each box, handwritten, with a black thick pencil: “A.D. 2022”