Someone Else’s Luna Park.

I borrowed a portable recorder. The SD card had not been erased after its last use. I got to inhabit someone else’s space. It was their representation of Luna Park, a place I’ve never been to. My conception of the space depends upon someone else’s choices about what they found notable.

 

 

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