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you are now entering the citadel of trash. you are leaving the protectorate. welcome to the charonic maelstrom of noise. by the way side but in your head. yours truly, guide person number 16
the street cleaners have come.
we are clear of rats. the electronics are no longer broken in the citadel.
the noise reverberates more cleanly.
yours truly,
guide person number 16
the rats have emerged.
the citadel needs cleaning. apologies.
next week, the streets will look nicer, as will the sounds of the city.
the citadel is traversed again.
meander from the mellow riparian edges of the lands in to the noise of the development.
and out to the franticness of the sonic footwork of the party trains of the night.
another wander.
someone has broken the electrical equipments, and i don't know if they came back together.
death toll: zero.
marked safe,
walking the line.
not always a quiet line.
the lantern has been reignited.
the people sight its damp glow.
the citadel breathes again.
here before the leaving.
left before we were here.
another round of noise.
guide person number 16.
Please note 'Excerpt (from 1983)' is paired with Harold Budd and Hector Zazou's 'The Light Gave Us Away'.
you have again returned.
very large noises for the citadel new year celebration have also done the same.
join the guidesperson again for a journey through the citadel.
please note that Cobi's Zlatna Pesma spoken poetry piece is layered upon Seigén Ono's Piano solo from Manhattan.
trash?
back in time. perhaps to a time before the 17 districts. perhaps not. either way. yours truly, guide person number 16
why have you returned to the citadel of trash? you left the protectorate. again. but welcome to more noise. welcome all. yours truly, guide person number 16
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