5.11.2008

At night school we pair off for some kind of high stakes musical theater game. In the elevator I run into Andrew, who is singing with a lute, and a curly haired kid with a tambourine tucked under his recorder. Knowing they will win, I slip down to the in-house movie theater which is almost empty. Ji is watching a video-game-like movie about a woman trapped in a grayish apartment building that must be purgatory. After much sorrow she wanders out into the street and finds whole living people there, only to discover, as they fade, that she is on the altar of her own funeral. Later a take a rolly cart across town with David, who has hired me as bodyguard and accompanist. After a few blocks underground, which is safe but cumbersome, we decide to risk the streets. And it's waiting to cross under an overpass that our ears are boxed while at the same instant the back of our necks are slashed. Some kind of wake up call.

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