Here in exotica we thrive off of the raw aesthetic impenetrable textural beauty of Islam, composited with a retro collage spontaneity of the salon, or du shu lou flou as the French extraterrestrials remark on their afternoon cockfee.
This is a removal of association and of context, an entrance into the arbitrary and the world of the individual tropics of consciousness. Yes, we exoticize, but only with the genuine intention of travelling to the beyond.
Laughing is also a formidable discharge from rationality.
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