L White

In a gloomy bar where everyone is bored to death, a drunken woman breaks her glass, then picks up a bottle and smashes it against the wall. Nobody gets excited; the disappointed woman lets herself be thrown out. Yet everyone there could have done exactly the same thing. She alone made the thought concrete, crossing the first radioactive belt of isolation: interior isolation, the introverted separation between self and outside world. Nobody responded to a sign which she thought was explicit. She remained alone like the hooligan who burns down a church or kills a policeman, at one with herself but condemned to exile as long as other people remain exiled from their own existence. 20 minutes of fine harsh noise collaboration of 2 fine projects



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