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Dance

A smidge of self-indulgence amid the power and grace: Akram Khan’s Xenos reviewed

9 June 2018

9:00 AM

9 June 2018

9:00 AM

‘Comedy Sunil Lanba, Salman Quaraishi, Omar Syed…’ Names play from a crackling gramophone. We hear what they were before the war. Teacher. Engineer. Dancer. And what they endured during it. ‘I put down telephone cables in the mud,’ says one man. ‘Voices in the mud. Half of them already dead, sir.’

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