February/March 2005 |
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The
Royal Marriage Hits A
rudderless boat carried a young woman named Vienna toward Vienna, artistically
shuffling between high tragedy and a miscarriage of justice by the deft
manipulations of abstract responsibilities and secret algorithms deeply
rooted in the young lady’s profound connection to the boat, which
had been constructed from her childhood bed, then lightly sprinkled
with ivy in the shape of a green piano climbing up a wall and very nuanced
in its evocation of the fading national coal industry, to which the
young woman had been both patroness and whore for |