Two blocks away, at the main railway station, it is also getting more quiet, although the flow of people rushing to the trains is still steady. On the western wing, a work of art is stopping some of the passers-by.
I step outside, to face the wind and the snow. Across the street, another one, and another one...
...until I step inside, to walk through Forum shopping mall. Right in the centre of it, there's a work of art that you may not even realize as one: a huge bluish structure called Hopeiset sillat (Silver bridges) by artist Kimmo Kaivanto.
Close by, I hear someone blow into a whistle. After that, something heavy falls onto the street. And again. And again. What is it? A policeman? No. Just someone making sure that nobody will be injured by snow! Now that the streets are more quiet, it is a good time to go up on the roof and shovel the snow down from there safely, before it accidentally falls down by itself and injures innocent passers-by by landing on them with a thud.