Abstract
On the steps of the Fine Arts building. I rediscover this campus after fifteen years of absence.
I see a woman step forward. She should be in her mid-fifties. I have the impression of someone who is walking in another space, another time. There is nothing usual or common about her. The way she dresses, the strong red colour of her hair, but most strikingly the way she moves.
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