SFGTV2 March 15, 2013
The wind toyed with gates and roof tops, alone in a state of semi oblivion. On the day almatarazzo street was bombed, did you notice how quickly it folded in itself . Or the broken tea cups and coffeestained saucers, the gray matter, and just before the street was eviscerated by those, just before that moment, did you hear the patter, the proclamation, the prayer as they wrangled and swore, denied and affirmed, did you hear the words as they fell . For a thousand years we have, two thousand years, more coffee . What do you think . But this book says map, border, industry, collusion, resistance...