Sound bite: Juliet Morton on a choral work that challenges torture
Imagine being in bed and finally asleep after a tense day. Then, before dawn, before the cocks crow, a terrible loud hammering on the door. Your children wail, startled from their sleep. Men burst in and then there is chaos. Now you are elsewhere, still in your night clothes, not knowing what is going to happen, but fearing the worst.
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