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       An Internet museum… on the Internet
   DIR By: kkshaha cnd
       Date: September 16, 2023, 3:17 am
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       Open door so that acquaintances and strangers continue to enter
       until no one else can fit in and the party has to spread up the
       stairs and then through the narrow garden until it covers the
       sidewalk and, in just a moment, half of the street . Surely some
       neighbor will call the police at any moment, and the patrol car
       will speed by with red-blue lights and sirens on. And we, half
       drunk but serene, half exultant but polite, we will say yes,
       officer, we are going to stop this, how did we think of it, what
       kind of irresponsibility.
       Thank you, officer, let's stop. But we don't stop because once a
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       opens there is no way to open it, and
       everything comes in: fear, of course, but above all the air, the
       taste, the joy, the memory of a life that we were almost on the
       verge of. live and that now, body to body, so close to the sweat
       of others, almost tangled in their hair, it seems to be about to
       begin.
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       Based on a fictional exercise, Ana Longoni proposes a personal
       chronicle to investigate the duels, distances and fears
       unleashed by the covid-19 pandemic, and the plot of affections,
       decisions and care rituals, dreams, memories and spectral
       presences that sustain us. It is about inventing other modes of
       contact and relationship, capable of giving rise to bubbles in
       which new communities of life are possible (even if fleetingly).
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