During the Corona lockdown in 2020, the familiar face of my hometown Ghent had changed: The city was filled with absence, streets were empty, shops closed, bars abandoned. The sounds of the city were also missing; the soundtrack that often goes unnoticed but is always there, had stopped. Ghent became a stage with no actors. It held its breath, its current of liveliness stopped. Inhabitants became tourist in their own town and wandered around in a strange place.