Binker Golding (Copyright Karin Mora 2016)
London can never be silent. Like any city it’s a generator, always on, always on maximum. Doors and windows do little to dull the amplitude of its eight million residents. The sound translates to galleries and museums, whose stone floors and vaults echo schools of visitors commenting on and photographing everything. A brisk walk through the lion hunts of Assyria; a selfie by a butchered sequoia. Every mobile language on the planet sounding off.
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