Rereading, We Find A New Book.

Moderation Shifts When Extremes Do.

In New York, One Must Collapse To Be Indolent.

Sign At The Orgy: Bodies Only.

In The Labyrinth Of A Difficult Text, We Find Unmarked Forks In The Path, Detours, Blind Alleys, Loops That Deliver Us Back To Our Point Of Entry, And Finally The Monster Who Whispers An Unintelligible Truth In Our Ears.

In New York, Pretending To Be Above The Struggle Means No Seat On The Bus And A Table Next To The Kitchen.