“You could dance to it, mourn with it, revel in it, or march alongside it.”
Of all the weddings I went to in Mauritania, this one had the most intense music. Here, I know, the audio quality is sort of insane and blown-out sounding, but that’s actually what it sounded like in person.
“Talk to your father.”
Shoka slipped the ticket into her coat pocket and left the cinema.
Two photographs of Alix Lambert’s D.I.V.O.R.C.E. taken by Robert Melee and included in the New Performance portfolio.
I am in Marrakesh, walking through the European town, on my way to the Post Office to make a phone call.