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The attempt at siting poetry with an "intimacy," a setting, ends up a theater, forced into forms of Bar stools presaging their tinder date. The most intimate object in the exhibition is the sound work, whose well recorded lisps and salivary sounds image their intimate parts. Rendering a more physical object in words and stutters than the art objects, in their blanket Berlin style, can compete with, the nakedness of sound, of the soundproof room it tries to build but only symbolically renders.
