The Reactor
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- 14 Lesestunden
I tore the arse of my pyjamas one morning, about a year before he died, and my father sewed it up perfect in a few minutes, just like that. How do you create an existence when all you have to work with is a void? Blackburn turns, instead, to the quixotic nature of destruction - both natural and human-made - and repair.
