Dreams of a Revolution

Sonhos de uma Revolução

The road to Inhaminga, in Mozambique, is populated by ghosts that wander in the dark. The bullets fell silent almost half a century ago, but I can still hear their echo. I search for revolutions whose end I don’t know. All I find along the way are words that stand the test of time.

Sinossi in inglese; traduzione non ancora disponibile.