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(somehow duchamp's green box became s.r.a. i would read all the s.r.a.s but then i hated doing the written work at the end and so nominally remained in low colors. purply colors. we could download ...)
somehow duchamp's green box became s.r.a. i would read all the s.r.a.s but then i hated doing the written work at the end and so nominally remained in low colors. purply colors. we could download pieces of blog and laminate them and fill up old lunch boxes painted green. there'd be a plastic fold out 'board' like twister on which you might lay your pieces of blog. we could offer the lunch boxes in a twofer commodity package with a plastic ukelele with a wind up music box inside you could jam along with. we could make a movie of pretty teenagers playing with their blog filled lunch boxes and their jam-along ukeleles and then they'd get eaten by monsters if they'd ever done it. actually i'm tired of that movie. when koo dies he goes to "the radio ranch in the ether". it will be from the Radio Ranch in the Ether that we shall revisit the 1596 battle of cadiz (after the style of cy twombley) where we shall see essex and raleigh and mr. john donne.
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