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What if we moved things around and let chance rearrange them however it seems fit?


To split, take apart, put back together, congregate. Here's a different possibility to imagine stories, to turn them into fragments and regroup them with a fresh take. And while some strive for everything to remain the same, immovable and stoic, art encourages us to subvert the seriousness of taxonomies. Another structure is always possible.

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