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DENCITY
\nInstalation.2001<\/div>\n
How many people do you know in this city?<\/em>
\nAre thouse enough for to justify that everybody must to live here?<\/em>
\nI feel sometimes, that I’m living in a soul cemetery. Souls beside souls…<\/em>
\nDiagnosis: urbans.<\/em>
\nSaverio Longo<\/em><\/span><\/div>\n
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This instalation wants to propose a poetic reflection about of the density. A reflection about of the cities.The different social levels, culturals, economics levels. The living changes, trough the time. The life, the love and the death. The lonelyness in the crowd. The necessity of communication. The no-communication. Not to have living space. The possibility of sexual contact. The life-beat, and the death-beat of the city.<\/div>\n
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