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To All the Shadows of our Tide
Using re-appropriated foreign archival footage, a poem takes shape like the waves of a sea, engaging in dialogue with the dead and the living. A cinematic spell is unleashed, delving into exile. Foreignness. Longing. What does it mean to be a grandson and a grandfather? To love from afar?
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