Both audios are worth checking out (Buuck's text is read both by himself, and by Cassandra Smith). Differing emphases makes for an interesting juxtaposition of "seeing what is invisible," an embodied metaphor for the artwork itself--Buuck's tour sort of matter of fact yet wondrous, still retaining a wisp of dystopianism even at the nonsite of what might be or could be the sublime, Smith's bringing out a sort of lyric terror as one is the voice bumped in the night by an array of interesting works.
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