“…this continued Restlessness and the Sensation of
being smudged into a Corner, in a
constant Reprise of an asinine Negotiation
of Navigating our Place vis-à-vis
*this City, where one encounters in the shifting
Panoply of the Drive to Erase what is left, perhaps, of the Subject, or at the
very least, we can Rest upon odd Comfort of *this Confusion: how every moment
with you seems slightly “Off”, In
Other Words: sublimely imbued with
the New”
-Boris
Izsus 1988
"Steve Roggenbuck New York Times"
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