Shoot Outside/窗口對外

The Second World War put my city in touch with the world on a page in history. Bombs below the busy streets, or the war relics hidden on maps, are witnesses to the historical event. I followed the Northeast military trail to previous war sites: Are they merely results of conflicts between geographical boundaries? Are we fending off the view outside the window, or the ideological intrusion?

I sealed the window and punched a hole in it. Light entered like the bullets shot. The defender and the offender, at the end, are compressed as one.



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