Every name has some explanation. So does the name of this blog. It has something to do with floodlit gantries, sparkling champagne, blue overalls and mutinous mice. The rest is up to you. As for me, my sole/soul task will be to try to smell out the meaning of my life in these pages. Which is just another way of saying that this is yet another fruitless exercise.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Rain Room at MoMA; You Can Leave Your Umbrella at Home; Manhattan-Living
The incredible Rain Room. The opposite of the Truman Effect, where Jim Carrey's character in the eponymous movie gets rained on, exclusively.
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