a creative colony by GRSTALT Comms


you live at the tail-end of an anomaly, there shouldn’t be any gnashing and rending, high on various flavours of fumes, hugging the walls at Davos gang bangs and smelling strange delicacies, an artists’ retreat where the underwriters share their real passions with slack postures and spotless sneakers, the gift bag is spectacular, for the pleasure of your proximity to the proprietor, the craft needs its panegyrics, you get to put on the fleece too, don’t the mountains remind you how art will rescue us all, nuzzle up to the hose, for as long as the pipework maintains, and give us your sacred words of defiance

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