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WORLD IN YOUR BONES
1998
The understructure of this microenvironment is screwed into your bones, like a prosthetic skeleton. It lives on your back, on your limbs, on your head; it moves as you move, you barely notice it as you go about your business. When you feel some need, the plot thickens: the tubes slide, pivot, telescope out -- you become your own chair, your own bed, your own vehicle. A micro-shell fans out, over your head: your head becomes your office. A macro-shell fans out, over your body: your body becomes your house. Visitors enter your house, as if coming in under your clothes. Your house leeches onto a building: you own your own apartment, you move your apartment from building to building. Your house leeches onto a plane, a train, a ship, a car: you ride for free. (You don’t have this tool in your hands yet, let alone in your body; right now it’s all on paper, staring you in the face like a dare; you shuffle the page around, you can read it from any direction.)
This project view belongs to World in Your Bones, and is threadged with:
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L,
T,
A)