Situated Speculations

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Gracias, Capítulo 8-9

Jeff Mills

she would ignore she would sniff she would kill she would forget

Like Cézanne’s Apple, I began to see Electronic Music differently when I realized all the possibilities that were in my reach.

„Ja ...“ Es gab eine erneute Stille und danach fragte Nínive, in einem dummen Ton: „Und wäre ich dann Königin?“

Of the countless false certainties that roam the world, art does not subscribe any.