Raised provocation. For the first time I hear Arabic in my neighborhood. The sound of the megaphone reminds me of distant travels in other times. It’s noon I can no longer hold out on two high inside.
by Mathilde muPe
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door Bregje Tit
door Diana Ozon
door Naomi Jansen
door Lot Wuisman
door Wanda Félice Bloemgarten
From crowds to pigeon square