Muffled Whispers of Some Other Time
Witnessing Imran Kokiloo’s ‘You Ran Away’ I. The Empty Room You enter an empty room. White walls hold nothing but light and air. The city’s cacophony remains outside, muffled beyond the threshold. In this deliberate void, you wait—though for what, you don’t yet know. Then, gradually, as if emerging from beneath water, sounds surface. Voices. […]
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