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  • Tour de Force  ***  Driving became quotidian, hypnotic… The snaking asphalt hissed and spit, coiled to strike the blue-jean sky. Billboards fence the road, blurred between Jesus and Adult Pleasure stores – strange landmarks in a world constantly fading… Forgotten strips of pious, rural America – seen through a fisheye of purgatory and binge.  Below…

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  • “To give someone their flowers…”  A strange phrase, but nonetheless, a saying that’s emerged at the forefront of popular culture.  In the age of digital transience, recognition is difficult to encounter. It’s easy to leave an impression, but almost impossible to make it last – to cut deep enough to make your mark…  In fact,…

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