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Extract from Twitter
Down the street a man is beating his wife again, all night, the same night, years before and still tonight, even though she left him long ago. All over town pipes are still bursting in houses that are no longer there. When you build on a graveyard everything is a graveyard, and everything is a graveyard because nothing is free from history. It floods the landscape, it burns the cities to the ground.
Redshift was written by Richard Siken.