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Peaceophobia
Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park Multi-Storey Car Park
London E15
“IF ISLAM is derived from peace, how can you fear peace?” is the crucial question at the heart of this topical production, challenging everyday Islamophobia faced by young Muslim men.
Premiering in London as part of this year’s Greenwich + Docklands International Festival, the setting for Peaceophobia is a multistorey car park (and by all accounts that goes for wherever it’s on), this time it’s east London’s Here East — a legacy site of London’s 2012 Olympics as well as the site for arguably one of London’s biggest gentrification operations within the last 10 years.
It’s perfectly fitting for the story of three young working-class Muslim men who bond over good music and, particularly, car modification — cars being both their sanctuary in escaping rising prejudice as well as ironically a catalyst for it.
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