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¬ ContaKt #4


. moves



a black river beyond the last houses runs through its concrete bed without a purpose. i hate this river...this place is just a copy of the once open stream cleaning the rest of a mistake.

i consume and adjust huge lists, because it's a moral high which lasts a few months and outside the night spreads the graphic means of the city, inscriptions on doors and displays and signs and warnings and flashlights and colourful windows stained with an electric flicker from channel13. i'm at the center of it, right in between the viewer's eyes on a more elaborate display, new clusters of images, words, frames, and figures.