Just outside Chicago on I-80 the worst nightmare of day to day lined lime trees devoid of any path the heavy, unhinged weather forced asymmetry hide from the eyes of the curious who learned about the world to the robotization of the eyes remarkable activity made so impenetrable to the eye a vein of despair how to find the common thread of desire? these tags are useful as tools for the topographic stenography of space these sudden changes of mood and location no hay retorno porque el retorno está siempre allí there is no return because the return is always there commercial privatization movement of discourse