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May 21, 2003
Tell me something. Honestly. Does the world really need your bad collage art? You and your "found objects" with scrawled "calligraphy" and bits of felt and dust and safety pins and used Q-tips and an errant button discovered in your vacuum cleaner cylinder from a shirt you gave away to the Salvation Army back in ‘96 (oh why didn't you save it, you wacky artiste ... you could have used the scrap fabric for your art!) and your tampons used and unused and your firstborn's fingernail clippings and table scraps from last night's impromptu potluckfest? Spare it. Spare me. Stop it.