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Inside Out

There are lots of yous inside of you that no one will ever see. Layers of self between the frosting of experiences and thoughts, all covered with a pretty, flawless ganache. You’re not batter, sugar, eggs, you are instead just a simple...
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Wipe That Self Off Your Face

The face of the city: a façade is the exterior element of a building, often ornamental, that defines its aesthetic character. The importance of the façade increases with density. In an urban setting, often the façade of the building is all...
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Sacrificial Salt

Oysters purify the sea, filtering gallons and gallons or water through their small, slinky, sacrificial systems. When oysters are full of toxins, it’s because they have filtered these poisons out of the water, purifying the oceanby absorbing...
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Gypsies, Fleas & Trashpickers

Just beyond the northern city limits, a twenty-minute trip outside Paris takes you to Saint-Ouen. On a Saturday morning, you emerge from le metro confines into crowds hawking fake bags, watches, sneakers, and the fabulous flavor of illicit urban...
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Passing Through

The process of passing through from one place to another. From one condition to another. Transit. A corridor. A portion or selection. Passage. The idea of passage is a preoccupation for me. Passage is the act directly before change, before...
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Love Song for the Homesick

Hotel Amour: bring me your worn leather jackets, tired model legs, subtle designer dark circles, and spiked loafers, your 50s shaved temples and side swoops, black bucket bags, and cheekbones. Welcome. Flow over my doorstep like autumn Paris...
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La Pluie

I spent a rainy evening watching people walk by under my window, looking down on their umbrellas and footsteps peeking out in turn from under, listening to les rumeurs de la ville drift up to me. ...
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Marcher avec vos Fantômes

The intensity of city life demands that you commit to it fully, embrace it wholly - its corners, its characters, its comedy - letting its life become yours and yours its, in a kind of noisy, concrete, stop-and-go symbiotic urban relationship. I...
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Red Bricktown Won’t Fall Down

Bricks are what rioters use to smash windows, what they throw at their aggressors, who are most often armed with more than clay. Bricks are also what I think of when I picture my hometown, St. Louis. Not for the recent riots taking place just...
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Lana’s Noir

Lana’s voice has a warbley 40s jazz lounge feel, smoke and silk pants, with contemporary slutshame-crushing lyrics. The album makes you feel something, something slinky and dark and strong. Go tie up your boyfriend. Don’t walk down dark...
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