Our Pantheons

11 brief minutes in the life of a young archaeologist. Suddenly, the excavation site is transformed into a shop window, and she – into a mannequin, reflecting the darkest and most inane side of society. A flirtatious middle-aged man. Jeering passersby. Even a group of tourists. Her workday turns into a nightmare, and the lyrics of a song, “if you’d only look at me,” take on a menacing tone.