A group of old people is walking down the street, a few policemen walking behind them, as well as one woman, yelling: „ My body, my choice!“.

The protesters are very old, grey hair, wearing grey and beige jackets. They are carrying a  cross and a picture of an embryo in a golden frame. They mumble bible verses as a group.

Some time later I see them again, walking on the curb instead of the street. There are fewer of them now, not being followed by the yelling woman this time.