CULTURAL HARMONY FESTIVAL

​An afternoon in a brick box full of emotions.

Dublin is a grandma's closet. There is always this lingering mold smell in it. It is disorganized in the best way possible, with containers of different shapes, sizes, and times everywhere. Here, you will find old things in new boxes and new stuff in old boxes. Furthermore, there is always this weird sense of nostalgia floating between the bricks. During the summertime, when the students are replaced by the tourists in the closet and the American accent can be heard more than usual in the Temple Bar quarter, the traditional summer event of la Mansarda is held in one of those old brick cubes. 

When I entered the Smock Alley Theater, one of the most famous places in Dublin, which has been a theater, then a church, and then a theater again, the place was already drowning in music and noise. Upstairs, over the main room, a wedding reception was at its second round of cocktails. The place was...

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