BRADFORD — A small clearing surrounded by tall, leafy trees was suspended in stillness, emerald green and bathed in afternoon light.
An audience of 10 sat on a long wooden bench by a dirt road, waiting. Slowly, a line of people emerged from the woods. They moved closer to the onlookers, snaking down a grassy track, clapping with synchronized movements and humming, like a giant insect.
They continued …
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