In June 2020, the photographer Li Zhensheng dies on a hospital bed in Queens, New York, of a cerebral hemorrhage, at the age of 79.
A torn color. That red of clots, flags, armbands. Of ropes of firecrackers that irradiate the past. Of eardrums, blasted doors to the mind. Of all that drains from opaque masses.
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