You were going blind-- on our Fourth day in Manhattan. The evenings started Getting darker earlier and We sat on a marble step with our fingers and looked up as the stock market ticker Changed to a Jenny Holzer poem. I said how She must be losing her shit or else the programmer got fired and he's over and was already over It When he keyed it in, seeing as all the A's had been replaced by 4's.
Finding: No Equal Agency Among Persons
Not even to affect change upon their own immediate environments.
There are no slippery slopes, but some are steppy.
You can see the steps, and they're going ...