A photoessay/vignette into a microcosm of worlds lost to enclosures and militarism. A portal into the rebellion of vines and the stochastic un-discipline of life and bodies that continue to persist.
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A lost playground
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A photoessay/vignette into a microcosm of worlds lost to enclosures and militarism. A portal into the rebellion of vines and the stochastic un-discipline of life and bodies that continue to persist.