Aspiration, ecstasy, melancholy: 'The Tale' of Torbay
Three weekends of performance, sound and vision on the English RivieraA dark star explodes. I cannot remember the future. A figure appears on the beach. We're always reaching out. It's always just over there. We're always dreaming. The grey rocks, the red sand, the blue sea. Everywhere, the sea. Everything you ever wanted to be.
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