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Urban Aphorism #2

The art show awaited, somewhere in Soho, a cold piss type night, and only then could you notice the nerve of the homeless out front, bodies everywhere, giving unnerving contrast to a night of seemingly innocent(?) liberal blase privilege and high brow exchange. The paintings become boring, but only because something suddenly feels unsafe about the whole thing.

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