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Feeling notably “Gatvol” (fed up), with living in Saigon, one day I decided to drive my bike into the distance, I found a beach roughly 70kms away which seemed abandoned, broken, dishevelled, forgotten, a storm was brewing as the grey sea rose, dilapidated structures which seemed to once be restaurants or cafes lay fallow and the only thing I could think of was: “I have found it, I have found, Dystopia Beach”. As I see the plastic strewn all over my current place of residence a wonderfully beautiful yet run down fishing village, I can’t help but be overwhelmed with a bitter sweet sadness. Maybe this is the end of times, maybe extinction in imminent. However we can possibly find hope in the debris. This is a recording about many things but mostly it is a recording about love.
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