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‘Everything flows; and with it all, life too passes and there is nothing we can do to stop it’ (Heraclitus).
Birth and death, construction-destruction, rural and urban, memory and oblivion. In these spaces that do not exist, chrysali of opposites, I found the image of an early obsession with time; that unstoppable language of concrete and asphalt that relegates the past to the recesses of memory; to the edges of the city.
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