In the tension between places, there exists a space we often travel without knowing we trespass on somebody else’s sacred ground. A passerby, a visitor, an intruder. For some, the world shrinks with each journey they take; for others, the world grows smaller when their hand finds their phone in the pocket of their jeans.
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