it's too early for this, and yet here i am, typing away to some (imagined) invisible.
and so...
i dreamed last night of Saylor and La Cienega, overlapping tableaus of collapsible stainless steel platforms in the middle of the sea and haze-filled rooms, punctuated by the sound of collapsing real estate markets.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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