i was at juned’s last saturday along with markku, jayvee, gail and marc. the guy’s house is an art museum. paintings, sculptures, books, fish, music, gameboards. everything old and new, you can find it there. and the food, waw. that night was a cultural fieldtrip. a feast for all your senses.
and then i came across a pile of old postcards. this freaked me out:

