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Aw, goodbye Nam Jun Paik. Once, a woman who struck up a conversation with me at a thriftstore (I had been staring at a small, red tv set tuned to white static), told me that as a young art student in NYC during the 60's, she made out with Paik at a party.
All that info in like five minutes and I never saw her again. I guess if I slept with someone famous I'd do the same thing. Or just someone you might happen to know.
