In that corner Eliel Saarinen listened to the soundtrack of his the Helsinki Philharmonic Orchestra playing Sibelius Finlandia at the inauguration of this the echoing vault of his sound house; beside him is Mannerheim regent of Finland. And over there others escape from a soundtrack that is nearly their funeral dirge: the crash of chandeliers falling from the blazing roof.
Some words persist here, are persistant, continue: A return ticket to Turku, please When is the next train to Tampere from those from out of town, countrymen in the new city, returning home.
And the thud of leather, labelled luggage on padded counter is replaced by a rattling escalator and conversations with no beginning, emerging from underground, fading up, then fading away.
