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Language bearers, Photographers, Diary makers. You with your memory are dead, frozen. Lost in a present that never stops passing. Here lives the incarnation of matter. A language forever. Discover the review
Language bearers, Photographers, Diary makers. You with your memory are dead, frozen. Lost in a present that never stops passing. Here lives the incarnation of matter. A language forever.
The black and white footage, along with the lack of audio replaced by strange sounds on loop, does nothing but transport the viewer into a hallucinated and timeless dimension. Discover the review
The black and white footage, along with the lack of audio replaced by strange sounds on loop, does nothing but transport the viewer into a hallucinated and timeless dimension.
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