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the memory points

Performance presented on the Performance Crossing festival in Prague

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fotoghaphy Monika Nowojska and the Crossing festival crew
While sorting things that are left after my grandfather, I came across a box of pins with colorfully-tipped heads. That same evening I lost this box in the bar. About a year later, I met a familiar Frenchman who happened to be in the same bar just a year ago, and knowing that it was my box – he took with him to France. I asked him to send it back to me and I have not opened the letter from France so far. I’m not sure that the pins are actually inside. And I don’t know where on the body are the memory points.