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there it is, the logical endpoint of today’s “white and cats” theme

there it is, the logical endpoint of today’s “white and cats” theme

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Solution 214–238  The Book of Japans
Following the success of The Book of Scotlands (shortlisted for the Scottish Arts Council’s First Book prize), Momus has been commissioned to write another book as part of Ingo Niermann’s Solution Series. Solution Japan, or The Book of Japans, makes a case for the rehabilitation of the idea of the “far.” We live in a time when difference and distance have been eroded and eradicated by globalization, the Internet, and cheap jet travel. The Book of Japans restores a sense of wonder—along with a plethora of imagination-triggering inaccuracies—by taking the reader on a trip not just through space but also time.

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Solution 214–238 The Book of Japans

Following the success of The Book of Scotlands (shortlisted for the Scottish Arts Council’s First Book prize), Momus has been commissioned to write another book as part of Ingo Niermann’s Solution Series. Solution Japan, or The Book of Japans, makes a case for the rehabilitation of the idea of the “far.” We live in a time when difference and distance have been eroded and eradicated by globalization, the Internet, and cheap jet travel. The Book of Japans restores a sense of wonder—along with a plethora of imagination-triggering inaccuracies—by taking the reader on a trip not just through space but also time.




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nickelcobalt:

ovadiaandsons:

It’s 2011, where’s my damn jet pack?

I’m living in the future so the present is my past…

nickelcobalt:

ovadiaandsons:

It’s 2011, where’s my damn jet pack?

I’m living in the future so the present is my past…