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    G. C. Waldrep

    Mar 03, 2020 4 minutes

    SUITE FOR A.W.N. PUGIN

    PUGIN

    I was reading a biography of Pugin. Architecture
    was how Pugin avoided God.
    This much is evident. When he slipped out at night
    to drift down to the water he was a smoke.
    He did not look up at the moon. We can be sure
    that any bargain he made was intentional
    especially those he bound in straps made of snow.

    PUGIN

    I was reading a biography of Pugin. Exileis something like a hearse is something, tungstenor zinc. You are born through it. Some fewemerge from that labor wearing somethingtheir lovers, later, will call a caul. “Look, a caul,”they will say.Later they will dream of the circus on fire.

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