There are three things to know about archives.
There is dust. They are endless. Did I mention dust?
We are blissfully unaware of all this as we make our way to the first of our library stops this summer...
For a long while, the dancer faced her back to us.
She was curled into herself, lit by a soft pool of light. A single note from the violin pierced the air and lingered – stretched, almost impossibly, into time. Somewhere, the heartbeat of a tabla...
We may rarely spare much thought for the roads we travel every day. The journey to school, to the grocery shop, to work. The roads we take once in a lifetime, on holiday, on a university trip, a sacred pilgrimage. They seem to lie outside of us...
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