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A tentative shape flickering in and out of focus to the sound track

“On a stone table was a tape recorder – The monk switched on the recorder and sounds of lovemaking filled the room … He danced around the table caressing a shadowy figure out of the air above the recorder – A tentative shape flickering in and out of focus to the sound track – The figure floated free of the recorder and followed the monk to a pallet on the floor … the monk twisted through a parody of lovemaking as the tape speeded up: ‘Oh darling i love you oh oh deeper oh oh fuck the shit out of me oh darling do it again’ … His bones were shaking, vibrated to neon

All the tunes and sound effects of ‘Love’ spit from the recorder permutating sex whine of a sick picture planet: Do you love me?”

The Ticket That Exploded, William S. Burroughs.

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