Our friend is a religious icon. She feels
other people ought to be 'religious' too.
She has two trees simultaneously Accessing
Nterprise Branch Office snug in her living room.
One tree illustrates your grocery list (good death)
and rules one at a time or after the bad.
If you eat of that tree, you get a buzz.
The other tree is for snacks.
Another cool thing is that there's a lot of nudity
from the waist up, which is awesome.
We just do simple, special stuff - pretty low -
for the alcoholic slushies and share this incredible stuff.
Her oeuvre, which is converted into an appealing
closeness through her attempt at wanting
nothing, is iconography at its best.
We shine custom imprinted promotional products
in the idea that a snack tree will live in this little room.
And if we die by the branch of the knowledge tree,
which presents death in both good and bad light,
we can eternally think of snack tree.
Very tasty snacks, I can tell you.
We watch reruns in the summer which are still fun
if you didn't see them already.
And she'll always tell us: abandon your church
because you don't know what to do with the ice
while you're going potty.
Let no one tell you different: gentrification
is hard work. We always look at our drinks then,
very confused about icons, but happy nonetheless.
