Ahhh my normal degradation in a day.Dino Buzzati's recently restored Poem Strip (1969) is full of: rock songs that do not rock; nipples; pin-ups that want to be three-dimensional; images like verbs (melting, creeping); all the ripe twentieth-century malaises (bureaucratic, existential, masculine, sexual, urban); and a really wicked talking jacket, guardian demon of the underworld.
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