carrying Red bag. Image of two that are being watched of an surveillance camera on T-Central in Stockholm. One of person are caring the backpack that contains x in it. They where speaking about the caring of this time-moment before separating and the knowing that the x will be laying in the earth for 5 years.


I have come to the understanding that there is never truly a direct translation of any word. There is always a mysterious and fluid gap where meaning cannot be mapped and cultural experience cannot be traced, much as the ocean separates one land from another, and the tides constantly alter the surface of the earth. And so it was. I felt as though I could be lost, but this feeling was not a given truth. It was like being subject to an internal blindness, where parts of the whole story had been blotted out.


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