Ruderal: liquid identitiesCollection AAA Wastelands are territories in ruins. They are the neglected witnesses of past industrial utopias: a metal lookout post where the yellowed paper of a final schedule remains hanging on a cork board, a concrete platform which still bears the insignia of maximum authorised heights and weights, a prison cell empty at last covered with graffiti ranging from prayer to obscenity. Paradoxically, wastelands are protected by their hindrances: