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So, whores, right? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ that paper. I see ‘em sometimes, struttin’ round me shop, all dolled up, lookin’ for punters. Makes me laugh, innit – “Is it ‘cos I is black?” – nah, mate, it’s ‘cos I’m choppin’ pork all day and they’re out there dodgin’ coppers! Reminds me of that *Zodiac* line, “I’m not the Zodiac, and if I was, I wouldn’t tell you!” Sneaky, yeah? Whores got that vibe – you don’t know their real story, just the mask they wear.

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Kawara, critical of the institutional form of art museums and galleries, sought to create a system of art that would directly invite creative responses to the original work and thereby achieve a new .

I’m weaving through the crowd on Kawai Street, dodging folks like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I bump into this dude, and he spills his drink all over me. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on! I’m already a walking disaster.

What It’s Like to Read Dates for On Kawara’s ‘One Million Years’ at the Guggenheim