Scene 7
he is always there in between lanes corridors métro tunnels
This is it. why we are here. what we are trying to figure out.
it is the one who has the questions that prowls. prowls like this for bloody organs.
we do not yet know his identity. or what he calls himself
Courbet thought the origin of the world
was between a woman’s legs in 1866
only she doesn’t trust the métro (too fast)
takes the bus instead
huile sur toile
...........toile d’araignée
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