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Showing posts with label simulacra. Show all posts
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Years of insouciance, or la vie en rose: animal rights, racism and sex kitten nostalgia
"Never with a vacuum cleaner", the subject of this post once said in response to an appliance magnate's request to dance on a yacht in St. Tropez. Needless to say, plenty of white late middle aged vacuum cleaner salesfolk in evidence at the exhibition opening, though the animals seem to have stayed away in solidarity with the immigrants. The human assures me he only braved the sea of pink because there was free champagne on offer, and promises -- promises -- that his lengthy stare at the sight below was one of pure bewilderment. I'll let you be the judge.

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blasphemy,
hippo rants,
neighbours,
simulacra,
vacuity
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