Eva, 78.

Her hallway used to smell like coffee and fresh laundry. The kind of place that felt lived in. Now, it smells like dust and old wood.

Eva’s door has been closed for weeks. Maybe months. Flyers and mail pile like autumn leaves. The neighbors assume she moved. Or is on vacation. Or just doesn’t want visitors.

But inside that door is a body, lifeless in a chair. A calendar still open on the wrong month, food expired on the counter. A phone that never rang.

She didn’t die dramatically, she just disappeared - slowly, quietly, devastatingly into a world that stopped checking in.

ALKOTÓ x Stichting Goud are done pretending that community is about proximity. It’s not about sharing walls. It’s about showing up.

When we don’t care, people just live and die alone.