Synopsis
From January 16 to February 28, 1991, I experienced the Gulf War like an endless nightmare. I only left it when I arrived in New York where I was to meet the poet and filmmaker Jonas Mekas. Instead of making a film about Mekas, I only celebrated this newfound life, as if it were the only response I could make to the war.
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