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This attempt is a trace that I was fighting a conversation with vacant buildings as a metaphor of what to wear. Stains of wall, ceiling holes, the floor of the wound, behind the curtain cord, whether its one by one viewer interested, I can either wipe while imagine it, you can either leave, you thought. Dare You can even put a veil of dust. Also, we collected the clothes of material from the wall. Floor to engrave a message to, clothes sandwiched gap, life in the processed planned city cut from nature, it partially unwinding, it is not than can imagine multiple story by advancing in another direction Xiang, it, either visit the disaster or accident, old age, to death, I another interpretation is also a hint to find the meaning.


I brought thing to disappear, traces are the property into play.

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