The 11 year old boy and his grandfather perched over a landscape that clashed and mingled with their clothes. Their voices echoed a ritualistic conversation where tradition, inherited lore, and the transmitted wisdom of the past made yet another timeless round from old to young. “Grandpa why do you always sit on this hill?,” the…

It’s been called the most risqué party in the village: flashy pajamas swaying against the women’s bodies, closeby men spending a work day not working, young boys entering a ritual of masculinity, patriotism, and football – all for a 60cm screen pressed far against the wall of a café in a town whose name is…