For a photographer, walking the streets of a city is like listening to a music player set to random with an infinite playlist. You never know what to expect next. But, when out in the streets of Prague, you stumble upon a movie set that throws you back to 1942 Nazi Germany,   one must admit that sometimes there’s more to randomness than you thought. When such a thing happens, you don’t ask questions, you simply react and take photos.
That’s exactly what I did, producing that photo essay. I must conclude saying that  I totally condemn this horrific period of the 20th century. Thankfully it was  just a movie set.