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Ellen Allien’s “Open” on Berlinette

The space between blanks does the house into its sides. When I run I feel so free because my feet are hitting the ground and Helen Hunt looks at me with those big blonde eyes. Because she put her hand in the balloon, that was where the penny expanded. One tool talks to another with its mouth open, so I lift up the house without a shirt. Three pieces of the house are really just in the window.

If the cat drags a long piece of yarn down the stairs, Kerry is there painting the wall. And the story goes something like: I wanted to come over to your house and sleep with you sooooo bad, but my mom wouldn’t let me because she’s a bitch. 6:13


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