"While most visitors would come alone or in pairs and politely lay on the floor or sit on pillows for an hour or so, now and then we would get our ‘regulars’ - shameless young avant-gardists with perhaps a drink or two in them (it was Saturday night, after all), who would roll around and jump and run back and forth wearing the serious expression of those deeply concentrated on the task at hand."
“La Monte Young’s Dream House” by Julie Cirelli from the latest Apartamento
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