I scream when I close the curtains, just silently, I have a little fit at the cloth.

Inside the flat, when I pass the front door I give it the finger.

I drum frantically, alone in the toilets, hyped up on work.

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Researching contemporary art, sound, and experimental music in China. Living in Hong Kong. With a PhD from Hong Kong Baptist University, Academy of Visual Arts.

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