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…cities are never unmade as long as they are inhabited—and to inhabit them is itself a kind of poetry, a code, which is constantly being re-written, performed.
Ela Bittencourt, Performing the Past: Reporting on the Fronteira Festival
Solitude is something very special that clearly tells you at some moments, in the day or night, that if you were to die in the next moment you wouldn’t ever again see a human face.
“Grief, I’ve learned, is really love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot give. The more you loved someone, the more you grieve. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes and in that part of your chest that gets empty and hollow feeling. The happiness of love turns to sadness when unspent. Grief is just love with no place to go.”












