Cast iron, concrete, topped by red carpets or simply by owners’ carelessness, I like these balconies, for they bring life and diversity to the city. As for those people that put on their balconies the fridge, the bike, a closet and that omnipresent plastic barrel of marinated cabbage, that is a Bucharest classic one. It reminds me of my father’s running around in late October to get the vegetables for pickles.