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TICKETSOil refineries bloom into nocturnal infernos, swallowing darkness with hideous hypnotic grace. In the quiet fractures of community and the melancholy of spaces once brimming with possibility, these works ricochet between aspiration and collapse. Beneath drought-stricken wells and coal-scarred fields, specters inhabit our abandoned territories, living among the remnants of a society consuming itself.
