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[justinpetropoulos]

Some Notes for Yasmine 2

(fragment of the armature for Yasmine narrative collage)

Take displacement. Twig-like. You sunder object from operating income. Your holdings: a close photography of beef sites. These are representative agents. They do not search online. You purchase boxing equipment until you feel testament of the protections. Declare oneself an out-conveyance, easily curved into, used away.

[justinpetropoulos]

Some Notes for Yasmine

(fragment of the armature for Yasmine narrative collage) We have been positioned. Are products of some network directory. Furniture for the patron age, thoroughly occupied, foreign now because something domestic requires recognition of presence, of ownership. We have been fashioned domestics to keep house for those keeping our houses from us. Every accounting has parameters. How those parameters wear is instructive. We can’t be reasoned out from this tabular array, no matter how you sort the data? All occupations remain occupations because they grow invisible, are normative. Bodies assorted per loin, purloined from ourselves again. We are also somehow the producers of our occupations, our definite quantities, in this panoptical fiscal period. If you touch an electron or buy a tee-shirt, you could end your occupation. Consumption. A card game as much as a vehicle.