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Folly the metonym for the whole exhibition, in a box. Like the robotic Terminator arriving amidst lighting and nudity encased in the flesh of Arnold to travel time, corrugate is the body allowing a virtual system of "online shopping," a physically sloughable stuff to allow transaction, a box like the gallery is the repository for global cargo, vacuuming objects across worlds for its networkization back at you to prove transactablity, coinage. You arrive in Berlin find American artists, America to find a retrospective of French, Mexico to see the globe liberally interspersed into the local, the world into franchises like the suburbs we all hated. These permeable body boxes whose contents seem less important than their ability to be moving weight.
