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In a fast, ever-moving world, money has replaced all facets of our imagination, when not too long ago, many people lived without having to bother about this curse. How did we get here? Can we go back to a better time? Or are we trapped in it, no way out, as Badmus warns in this gazelle: “you rip out your heart, / break the sun’s spine / & blindfold the moon”? Or in these words: “Salvation is expensive / the cost of blood / thirty Shekels per pint / of betrayal”? Even more so, he looks at the pursuit for outrageous or quick wealth dipped in blood.
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