the end is so close i can smell it. work is being produced at an intense mental pace, the ideas and its overwhelming effect are being played out in my head. things are going great. life and work are flowing harmoniously, that making more works is constant and moving forward. if i could choose those who influence my works it will be the people that i see everyday and never talk to. those people that i pass in the subway and never communicate with. they are the ones i think about when i see new york passing before me.
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