I take Teddy to see a live process art piece in Chelsea where two nude models are photographed and then adorned with cutouts of blowups of photographs of each other.
I think about good old Minnie in Portland. Jenny sends me a text. I e-mail John and Antonia and Ganso and his Lawyer Wife and Steve for old time’s sake. Steve and Duke are the last holdouts in Mendoza; everyone else from the Extreme Boats gangnow lives in Park Slope. Rutter called. Wants To Watch The Dogs Fucking On The Roof Of The Kennel Next Door.
I watch a Charles Mingus documentary. Mr. Misanthrope wants to start a band.
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