The discovery of tiny clues can be found in what’s left behind, in the thrown and broken.
No rhyme or reason in a no-mans-land and it discourages a sense of a place. Stinking of social contempt, exposing voids between industry and humanity. It is separated by an uncanny openness and presents a distance from Dundee’s waterfront dreams.
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THE ARTFUL DONDER 