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One could go on about the serendipitous discovery of Mongolian throat singers in a small pavilion in a back lane close to the Giardini, about the opera performed by sunbathers on a fake beach that grows increasingly hostile (Lithuania won best pavilion for this), or the magnificent retrospective of Belgian painter Luc Tuymans in the Palazzo Grassi, the kitsch campness of Russia’s overfull pavilion or the brilliance of Zanele’s huge self-portraits dominating the exhibition in the Giardini.


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