Dobra
Dobra
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Overview
A rite of passage: the loss of human form in two stages. Hands wandering through lush green moss, feet stepping on dead, crackling logs, stones turned over in search of hidden treasures, a frog poked until it flees. This is the visual and auditory universe of Dobra, but the door opens for something darker to enter.
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