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Jason Florio, 2007, ‘Abdou Ndong, the fisherman with a rescued crocodile’, Makasutu Culture Forest, The Gambia, West Africa.
Closed System, 2009
“The doors will be closing. Please stand clear of the doors.”
“The doors will be closing. Please stand clear of the doors.”
Repeated obsessively whenever we encounter a moving door. At the library, on a bus, at the supermarket. It comes from deep within and interrupts common conversation. It’s stated as an impulse, not as a collection of thoughts expressed, repeated in exact tone and rhythm without meaning. This is echolilia.
Read more: A father’s photographic conversation with his autistic son - Timothy Archibald/Redux-Time.com
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Afghanistan
Cedric Houin
