“...but its unity is so nebulous, an influence machine, a contamination, that there is no longer any difference between being outside or inside.” “We will enter, then, by any point whatsoever; none matters more than another, and no entrance is more privileged even if it seems an impasse, a tight passage, a siphon.” “and i would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more” Go Home