at this point the exhibition ends, and maybe it could not have gone any further, because in the last years the terms of comparison have changed. there is no longer a [me] that can look down on [you] from the height of its past, its knowledge and sensibilities. [I] now contain within [myself] so much of [you]—just as [you] carry within [yourself] so much of [me]—that the interest in looking at each other, which is just as strong and never disappoints, resembles more and more what one feels when looking into a mirror: a mirror that is able to reveal something of the past or future to [us].

drink two beers in the parked car 
with dirt under every inch of  
before i head on in to

me!?
you??!

me! 
you

me !
you!!