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Sudden evacuations leave ancestors dashing towards somewhere safe. The light sucks away with the unsure wind lusting to uproot all it touches. No precision presses art like crop circles as if Guy Fawkes decided to paint an altered sense of reality. Open the front door. If you see a tree behind it, we have moved to another address.
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So much going on with this piece. Being uprooted certainly makes one feel they need to move somewhere safe. Nowadays no one is safe, in life or death, from being excavated. Well done. Have a nice night/ weekend.