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Williamsburg Fashion Weekend, Secret Project Robot at Monster Island, 10.4.08

In the husk of a new construction across the street the poet writes on an old typewriter, the sound resides, spelling out “p u r p l e pe o p l e,” bouncing across the red brick building’s courtyard. A dog barks, someone yells “not tonight” into a telephone, with a somewhat slurry voice…

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