Now CCTV is cracking down on illegal activities which leaves the practice legal. We are in a place at the forefront in a state of decay, natural precision without risking intimidation, transparent, clear, crisp; fragments oozing out of a fictional world. Too often every day is a potential void, distilled, the cause of it all, infected by versions of looped news. Rebuild the future, feel free to advocate the irony found in history, processed as, it appears, fixes that await their plan of action in the human fabric. As always , commodities are measured on ambiguity. (News which create distance allow you to do so). Now a different voice features another question, a diffuse idea of a question separated from decisions made with foreign voices. Perhaps it was inevitable: others seem to indicate but not define us as more or less appropriate pawns in a game of chess.

I'll never forget this. A great yawn twines around what used to be joy & laughter before we fell (with all the rest) down an endless stretch of near vertical lines. But it doesn't always feel like that. not always but tonight. In the dust with your face you realise that truth can be a dead cold kiss. By now I'm meant to be out of here but I can't tell the difference between then and now.