Thursday, 28 May 2009

''...dos m. freq repetae?''

0317; warmth of slow lumbering night forces hand into developing new annex for continued mining and habitation programe entitled ''summer XXXX collection''

alone, under the steady lamplight of affordable european plastic, a databank signature pings across a matrix of echoes and cities, files and folders. a steady rush of memory and a anxious wait of streamed information is unfolded and deployed across the backdrop of a darkened black space, deep and unsettled within a hive of many corners.


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