I'm a mystical cyberflaneur, doing symbolist poetry for a living, so as to uproot an internet metaphysics. Early in the morning or late at night, one can find me on the streets of the network, sleeping, dreaming.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Flipagram Montage: The Instant Cinematic
One night, during a wild and crazy dance party, I did a powerslide on a rug and ripped a hole in the knee of my 1969 jeans. The next day I made jorts, and, through YouTube, I turned a private event into a public montage.
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