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Public Intimacy: Art and Other Ordinary Acts in South Africa, Ponte City, for Art Practical
“It was a place where the wave crashed inwards upon itself, with the seething violence of delayed hope. It was Africa coming back, but with nowhere yet to go…. It was 54 floors of people in between other places.”—Denis Hirson, … Continue reading
Writhing in Apathy 