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Paloma Powers

That freezing night in Manhattan, in the winter of 1992, going to the Kitchen to see the Transmission of Bill’s Agrippa. Excited to see the project debut at last. I had only consulted, as a friend – put a few key people in touch by fax, as I was still living in Tokyo at this time. But I felt I must be there, for the simultaneous birth and erasure of this book, an embrace and rejection of digital eternity. (Of course just the next morning, a bootleg appeared on Mindvox.)