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The racial tumult on Chicago’s west-side after George Floyd’s death easily numbered among the most traumatizing experiences of my life, but the calm of the house I fled to when it proved intolerable was, itself, unsettling. Its fragility, its implications regarding my position in the world, its space in which my mind unwound in anxieties — this and more unsettled me, but nonetheless I felt something closer to safe. I wanted to capture that tension, and the feeling of individual powerlessness in (not) facing the historical moment that hid beneath that tension.

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