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fig. 29) of an agent's day  Head to the problem of place and patch and Find my knees to find it, All night long and it's all night long again, Too sing sing sing, I've forgotten this song, You're like a model drawer I want to open some more All night long  - An older example of this song from math and other stirrings. (note-should turn this quickly to the obverse) Beneath the cold sleep, the region we've settled into. They murmur sadly as a crowd of ones. They're tired and some of them hum, "I hope you know that this will go down in your permanent record. I hope you know that this will be looped like a thousand times before it's ever understood, BEEP." PC is wearing high white socks so he looks like a tennis coach. Pulling at his bottom lip, joking easily with AK, if something is funny and it's also dense. The coffee maker is sweaty plastic. There's burned gunk in the bottom of the carafe. Our basement's been dug up, all the chai

fig. a) the courtesy of song fig. a) to the Westward, ho A dozen or so artists from Chicago are invited to St Louis to participate in a group show. It's an uncommonly warm Mardi Gras weekend. The show is installed in a downtown space among the tallrises that are the somewhat derelict remains from an older century's booms and bust. Before being commandeered as a culture hub, the 4th or 5th floor of this building was an unremarkable industrial space. But by 2002 it's already imagining itself being transformed into a flattering collection of spare roomlets, each with a stainless micro-kitchen and a brisk patio for bachelor inspired hibachi maneuvers. Once the drinking and the revelry is over and we've picked ourselves up off of the floors and pulled ourselves up from the short sofa's, when we've finally poked at our last beers, brushed our teeth and had a good-morning cigarette or two, then we'll gather up for brunch at the fluffy little crepe shack back