Nonsense: A sculptural, interactive ear/tonsil/shelter/ underbelly of the old town.
The plague spots the piece like a virus spreading and eroding at the same time. The Black Death, that once shut people off from the world, is an existing dingy, piss stenched alley filled with moss and sheltering homeless.
Nonsense hints at present day disguised diseases, like a shelter both inviting and bewitching, it will disintegrate and multiply at the same time, roots mis-communicating in to holes.
