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Many years ago, back in NYC, lifetimes ago, an artist who I respected a lot and still do, who was paraphrasing what a legend had told him, told me that creative progression is what true art is all about.
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On a Saturday afternoon
Alone in the boulevard's noise
I speak to myself. What do I say?
Life is rare, life is rare
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- Houellebecq
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